Lyrics:
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N
A desk job for a pay day
I weighed the risk and reward, you could feel the outcome
It only works if they buy my album
Never signing my name by an X like
I got bars like I’m TNT
What can I say I’m the g.o.d
Don’t puff pipe like pvc
Year 8 did a b.n.e
And I still went free my g
I’m on a roll like bb8
to station
I received a receipt
To the tune of Creation
And I haven’t paid it
Born in the heat
Life is a storm, over an infinite sea
And I have been stained by
the minutes off the sprint cause i can't
Interruptions, I'm above it
Tryna learn why that 10 year old got a musket
Went from ttyl to let's get a bbl while i'm
let me go)
As the beat goes down
As my drink goes down
The album is almost done
But a brother still got all of your ears
Put as many years as I have
a joke
So music all I got left, when I'm laying in my bed
With my life upon the line, ion wanna see no tears
Stick with me throughout the years, n
Couple years ago i probly woulda spazzed
Ignorant
Nowadays i gotta stay focused on the business
Bout to flip the whip
And get the paccage with rims in it
why'n you lip quiver
The game kinda cold no why'n yo body shiver
I'm shaking like a Coke but you on coke that's sniffer
Niggas thinking that they hard
shops
Screamin they love the album,
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong
They
the have-lots robbed from
The don't haves
Where the caps lock's lost in the phone tap
Emojis minus emotion and vocab
Seven years passed
Let me parse you for part
Artist: Inspectah Deck
Album: The Movement
Title: It's Like That
feat. DJ Kay Slay
[Intro: DJ Kay Slay]
Yeah, this that brand new Rebel
dropped a album in two years and I'm still on tv
I gotta swag so retarded like hoa
The girls like boosie fuck me harder,
Bitch! hoa
Nigga say they
even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class
They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while
Bars is back! It was written in the stars
The realest bars will not be written by the stars
And the flow needs no correction
I deliver without F'n up;
further down the shitter
The new Pokemon games did a shits on the floor
They look like Gamecube games, run like N64
Chris Rock got Final Smashed, by
They play by ears for years now my folks deserve some equal
Affection from this infection that gives our foundation
The same blood the same drugs equals
took me so long
But the album is coming, it's done for you niggas, hold on
I set the mode for 'em, who was hot in the Chi' before I, nigga
N/A, I do
Family alcoholics still sippin' his booze
That's why I'm rappin over rhythm n' blues
To all you rich black folks wit ya glistenin' jewels
Entrepreneurs,
(Bobby Soxer)
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four
Fight
Stick to the B-E-A T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y T
Catching all the lights
[Intro: Mystikal]
Shit, BOO!!, Boo
Uh-ooooh!!, hah, yeah, yeah
another album motherfucker heh, heh
[Chorus: Mystikal]
Here I am, somebody said that
Life's good
Life's great
Bout to Turn the chevy
InTo a wraith
Stack a mill in the safe
Case a nigga gotta skate
6 years late
And I'm on my 3rd
to shine
Shit I'm ready to die
Like an album made in 94
I was conceived in 96, 97 year I'm born
2011 I proceeded to grow my horns
Become a thorn in ya eye
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