Lyrics:
on the trees
Dawg I made it out the pits by putting on doubting a leash
All this drip that I'm coming with they struggling to breathe
I was born amazing I'm
chopped, son, don't let nobody know
Go handle your business, champion winner
Victorious, leavin you questionin this with medicine
curin your soul, takin
wild image a lot
And everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot, I do
Be offended by every sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts and you ain't
Corner store in any US town
Barber shop next door, church two doors down
Tire shop is adjacent, owned by Africans
Talk politics and get your flat
some knowledge
He came back as a new man nobody know about him
Been standin' on business for a minute
My music knock you out yo britches
But I never
I turn her origami
Love everybody trust nobody
Though my bros sort of got me
All I hide behind my pens caught a body
My art more franco modigliyani
lyrically clever
Because I endeavor
When I rap my words are like onions because they have so many layers
Can't trust nobody these days
Want my money right
even know me
From a can of paint, I can't pay him no mind
Two-door, baby, ain't no four-seater
Gang nem four deep, switching lanes, we slidin', ayy
They
ones who die tryin'
Less making commitments, dollars have no bias
Show you how to move in a den full of lions
If the dinner ain't cookin' you gotta
Know
was dormant
But business worries override the
Safety of the public
Ecological breakdowns and nobody
Would publish when Reagan got elected and he
Finally
in.
I'm back, with professional status,
The greatest M-C that's likely to make this,
Take this mic and use it against yuz,
Other M-C's just ain't
the past will get witcha
Five on five, nobody picked ya
Ain't no 'next', you out the picture
Brown baggin' liquor you and her bicker
Life crawling by
moment. Unless you're gettin drunk but it might be you out on the business end so pack a jack and watch your back. Ain't nobody yoob friend back in
hurt me baby but I love you
All by myself, I'm so alone
Too much way too soon
The Junkie Business you do
You made damn sure you were Born to Lose
Yeah you could
Have anything you want, yeah you could
Bet it's good
Finger lickin' I'm not speakin' chicken
We can kick it
Nobody gotta know our
a hundred rounds
Who want to dodge them
Ain't nobody breaking bread
Nothing but bologna
So when that ketchup gets
To running out your stomach,
by the council of the masters of a teacher
The process went much deeper, I'm a believer
I turn batiman body into ether
The fellow sufferer who want
Motherfuck everybody quick to looking down on me
I'm on my lonely by myself feel like i need to medicate
Die a legend living as nobody cuz people fake
Deez
Verse 1 (Kurt Dog)
Inglewood mentality stack it to the ceiling bee raised by the Og's which makes me generation 3 in the trenches tuck something
Startover:
By Barvis
Intro:
BLOVETT
Hook:
Start over
(start over)
Reset.
Feelin so dumb
Cause im fallin for youuu
(for you)
No more.
Secrets
Youngsters wonder when ima quit the game and retire
But little homie we aint the same I’m inspired
I do it for the love not the fame and admirers
I never
that money's going
Cause you be making money they're not asking how you do it
Your business could be built by slaves aint nobody Karen
Acting like you
He crossed a lonesome valley
Cast in dust and wisdom
Said, "I aint missed nobody
I thought I would but didn't"
N it was cold
So my blood ran slow
the universe living in me
Everything living in everybody
Getting it back from the business elite
Aint no civility in the vicinity
When there's an imminent
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