Lyrics:
supposed to tell
That all along you loved another guy?
They should have given you the Oscar
For the scene where you promised to be true
Every word was
Hey hows it going? do you have a ligher?
Oh and your wallet dont get excited
Just hand it over and be on your way
I dont want you to make me have to do
a good time by snappin your necks, come on
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
but
I’m-a I’m already name Brand
And y’all can talk about my gym shoes
But them joints don’t break
And my worth is not determined by
How much I make
Skripts for the lean i was headed to the doctor, Stop acting before i give yo ass an oscar
2 pint shawty she goin pull up for the boxers, Switch out
get rowdy
How about this?
Let’s get loud, yeah
Scream and shout it
Dr-dr-drivin’ the boat
Dr-dr-dr-dr-drivin’ the boat
Dr-dr-drivin’ the boat
I be blackin' out on beats
Even niggas started callin' me a racist
Like Aunt Jemima
I need an Oscar, they admire my wiener
They blowin' me like
dealt they patients to a doctor
Its time to switch it up like Kobe when he won that Oscar
Speaking of Oscar you a wiener park that car put tokens in meter
want to be
But at the end of the day I'm still me
(verse 1)
You know life is like a doctor
Cause you need a lot of fucking patience just to prosper
But
considered an incarcerating crime
To be inspired to make a rhyme
By smoking some of that sativa or indica line of genetics
That makes you all Edgar Allen
send an MC to the doctors
I wanna win a MOBO then go for the Oscars
There's only one Shadetek so I
Gotta lick down any imposters
Lick off your head like
Airforce warning my whole team
We hoarding all this green
Invite hoes for quarantine
Dr. Phil prescribe
You come by get high
Like the vibe you mind
New
window
Now see, pull up to say, y'all be amazed me
Tony Starks, spaceship, ran by a daughter's cellar
Only man out, walked through hell
yo oscars
Poppa said boi act proper
And I Let god be my doctor
He gon make all right calls
He gon make all the light fall
On a real Nigga
Flip bills
and frying pans some of my guys moved
Keys like Robert Glasper
They gave me room so I could be a master
My book of life
I write it like a Christ chapter
When
got my mask on
Ouchy ouchy better call Doctor Fauci
There's some people feeling grouchy
Took the poke and feeling lousy
Even Oscar the grouchy
Teach
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
Send a message overthink it, girl I Don't know what to do
I should really get an oscar, cuz of how I play it cool
But I'm faking, girl I'm acting
You
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
(Main Source)
Brand New Heavies (Brand New Heavies)
And Main Source (Main Source)
Just an example of how rappers don't have to sample
To keep
the son and the holy spirit
And his army of angels are asking how can we help you
Trust me like Capitec Bank God is your one solution
For God is a brand
learned the game and flip the script, that's how I got the Oscar
This music shit got Ty moving like we Dame and Biggs
I'm just aggressive by nature, that's
Warren, but Warren has ideas about what can be done with the world
Did ladder buy hero from leg swan?
Doctor, doctor!
(Excerpt from Days on the Edge
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