Relapse (feat. Mo'Aysia)
Bakari Kennedy
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How you get fired on your day off, niggaa, your guess as good as mine Been reaping what I've sown, won't inspired by average nine to fives Just pay me what I'm owed, a mentality I have fostered Meek inherits the earth, yet the loudest ones usually prosper From the locker to the leader, to the lowest of lows Know my seven deadly sins, but lack the virtues to grow Held the key to win within, but worldly ways can attract Recycle weekly, church repentance, after week is relapsed I need about three gats, city rising in the feuds wrong Youngins be sticking to the llama Carl from Jimmy Neutron What kind of tool palmed, contemplate early on my protection My biggest enemy started staring back in reflection Strongest weapon, stay on safety insecurity armed Pray my niggas peep the message for security harms Numbing the topic, the indica guts and the Dutch of chocolate All cause ignorance is bliss and repeated evasion profits I know that my copings so rare Each time I seem more hopeless oh well The highs don't breathe in focus, who cares Relapsing still recycles though relapsing still recycles though I swear this last hit the last, consistently in my craft Called Chris tucker in South Central, repeated rolling was cast The day by day seen highs to my mental, no pinky passed Just another consequential sleep culminating from crash A penny for my thoughts started pissing away my cash Clashed with the success of potential I had amassed Embarrassed in my ways, rarely moments of feeling worthy A favorite each Thanksgiving, not holding the coldest turkey For you've heard me recognize the sweet escape I possess Detrimental to my destiny, but dope in my death We decaying by the dozens, surrounded by helpless mourners Trials and tribulations, tobacco stores by the corners While the foreigners find a profit, all my people find pain Either catch one by the cartridge or the trigger that's slain Numbing the topic, the indica guts and a dutch of chocolate All cause ignorance is bliss and repeated evasion profits I know that my copings so rare Each time I seem more hopeless oh well The highs don't breathe in focus, who cares Relapsing still recycles though relapsing still recycles though Fumbled a bad bitch Can't get over it, can you Nope Just simpin all over the fuckin' place Nigga, how in the hell is you pussy-whipped And you ain't got no pussy Make it make sense You got niggas out here telling you There's other fish in the sea And you ain't even out here putting your rod in the fuckin' ocean, nigga Listen to me F*ck all that Jon B shit You need to listen to this pimpin' remix Come on down to your boy's dojo And let me get you on that act bad All these hoes out here saying, period, it's hot girl summer Well, it's finna be a fiesta boy fall It's finna be a wet boy weather It's finna be a salacious nigga summer I am a gigalo I am a pimp Every hoe wants to be me And every nigga wants to be like me So get with the program
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