Lyrics:
Wicked with raps
Figure you rap cats
Outta just listen to that
Because I'm sick with the fat tracks
I'm quick off the mark
Flick it and spark back
That throat's an abyss
When she suckin', ain't no inch that she miss
She swallowed me whole, she outta control
And got baby fever, so I let her swallow
a nice ring to it like
A Golddigger supplied by your husband
Only rhymer who does it
Without a mind that is functioned
To be designed as a puppet
I'ma
wanted control so we waited
I put on a show now we're naked
You say I'm a kid my ego is big
I don't give a shit and it goes like this
Take me by
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this
Take me by
yo I live by the rules
Ten commandments was my guide as one of my tools And teaching the children up in the schools
Kids on the streets I'm trying
One chance at that
Cuz the old me snapped
Know I pull these gats
Outta my backpack
Y'all moldy maps
Old ways control your paths
Take shots like goalie
and cap as fuck
This shit in my brain can't snap like us
This shit ain't for fame it's really us
It's all in our name this shit in our in blood
Since I was
to maltreatment
Then they wonder why it's bun feds
Like bunk beds we stay at the bottom
While they sleep at the top
The systems built to keep us controlled
the past three nights I been thinking clearer
Vision blurry, gotta my wipe mirrors
Kids is screaming loud, do ya hear us?
Nah, they fear us
God-like, Beerus
can't clock a sundial
Wake up mid day stay away till sundown
Shutdown, control alt delete
Boom bap took the jabs been broken breaking down like beats
I'm the best from the
West to Amestris, cops they should arrest us
Women like to mentally undress us
To test us might not be the best suggestion
When
(listen)
No matter how hard they try can't stop us
We still gon get by mother fucker
Listen
I ain't in love with the situation
But I'ma get by
know justice is blind, but the jury all white folk
Sammy Sosa on em, cause the jury sure likes those
Getting blurry with the microphone, In a hurry
in the building, Tell em stay woke
Matter fact we want smoke, packing mines by the boatload
She 55 Mutombo, squeeze & grip, I unload
She like to play
out the gym, holy moly
Can't control 'em
They ain't seen nothing like this
Country rap tune since I was just a kid
Finally hooked up with my brothers
the time, Murder, crime, police takin brothers taking brothers lives,
It's like a horror movie when you step outside, Frankenstein
Fill us up with lies
Hearts
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
bicker they fight they act like kids
Those MPs (politicians) who represent us
There're the voice the voice of the nation
But who wants nuclear
nobody
And we hitting they block hit the opp thru a optics
Money hungry the kid got a fetish
I feel like the goat i been eating on lettuce
I’m fucking his
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
a suit on
Disrespect the clique, and oh, you know they ain't got far to go
That's when I grab em by the neck, hit 'em with that RKO
Outta nowhere, I'm
on 'em now
This is why, why we came
Think I'm dumb with the hybrids
I don't like how they speakin'
They just talkin' about us (talkin' 'bout us)
ERYS
up
Make the Arab gas and take
Their pants like cash
I get ridiculous with this kid sticking shit
Leaving no evidence
So dusting for fingerprints is
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