Lyrics:
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
Fuck with us, come try it
Fuck it up, we a riot
If these kids wanna hear something fresh we supply it
Then we come back for more by this game we
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball (So So
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I'm
the bomb, least I'm in the blast radius
I'm beating these kids' indictment, shit, I like the terror
APB on my actions, I'm in the viking era
Moment
brethren, let us in cousin
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound,
moves just a little too late
Unapologetic
We rise so the ancestors don’t regret it
And if the generation before us did drop the ball
We pick it back up by
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, how many of us have them
Every
meticulous
Rhymes melt when I sing like
The wings from Kid Icarus
Every rap is indicative
Diction is like a diction
I'm ditching that status quo to inhabit
see by the Sauce
If a nigga hate me then he got some flaws
Shake up the game I be Super like Mario
She came in bikinis I starred from the bottom
If I
to the game lord
Fuck wit' this if you want to
The game lord will punish you
Punish us if we ain't true
To the game like we 'pose to
Fuck wit' this if you
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
But of course you know I had my fingers crossed
Chorus:
Niggaz bleed just like us
Picture me bein scared
of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
hears us scream
Days gone by like a bad dream
Nothing's quite like it would seem
When the flag drops it's like time stops
We're the kids that your
look back tell him we gat a lot to share (we gat lot to Share)
Ama gee all by myself I don't need no friends
This shit ain't for kids, this shit ain't
like I am playing a game there kids are watching me
And saying "tjoo"
Shxt i had to repeat it, they can't understand it
Been precised by everybody
Look
to look like the All-American Kid
From New York City. I wanted to feel like I wanted to be the
All-american Kid from New York), and I walked in, sat
us
Save your best niggas
Me, I'm just invincible plus
I get tough digit's
Used to smoke water and dust, hands clutched
Nigga 2-0-19 Range look like
being dumb tonight
Ain't seen sun tonight (Sun is out, breh)
Sleeping by myself tonight (Wet pillow, bro)
Wanna go run tonight (Wanna run, bruh)
Kids
niggas is trigger happy, got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough for both of us and I ain't goin' nowhere
There it is, plain and simple like Jigga
watch us speak it, speak it
'Cause I hope everybody's listening
Ice on my neck is glistening
Like I be cocking Glocks
And hocking shots when I be
From my no-look pass to seal the game
Ripped off his shirt and threw punches at the gods
And hollered at the kids to admire the pacemaker's scar
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
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