Lyrics:
her underarms sore
And that's why Eleanor, don't use it no more
Her girl named Betty, who used to go with Freddie
asked me was I ready, for us to go
us
Speak up ni**a
Don't DM me or write me
Get checked on the spot like the cheetah version of nike's
I emerged from the concrete
Now i'm out like
dodge, ram, charge, or she could jack you up
Hyena-laugh at cheetahs, I'm the Jaguar (not)
Road runner, no coyote finna tag these toes
Like a cobra
go
Well, here you go, I'm off and on the road So bust it up, I'll be flowin
Bustin' the vocals out of my grill and kickin' the rhymes like Hele
stressful punches
From the baseline pounding to heat shit talking at hush
Push on forward to accomplish a simple task
Like providing a girl for dinner
So it's me me me as my vocals warm up
cs I breath deep, anxiety enormous
Coming at speed, no time to even warn us
my knees are weak, I collapse
darn lyricist can get us dis?
-- No.
Hup-two-three-four, I'm goin' to war,
To win and leave the runner-up sore. (ow!)
I'm raw, like uncooked meat,
Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably
like tequila
You look like a diva
On top of the chick I'm a cheetah
Booth
You don't have any clue
Yeah we reach for the moon
Never play by the rules
planet
(Who will tell us, who will tell us)
To feel like an alien on the very place you were born
Because everyone judges how you feel
(Who will save us
people
Of every kind
We need more people
Little ones would be nice
We need more people
That we could trust
We need more people
That maybe look like us
us
What the fuck is you talking 'bout? Saw this shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in Miami
to me on your speaker
Moving slow then I speed up
Running fast like a cheetah
Still no I'm not a cheater
Run it up yeah I meet ya
At the place that we
got all the answers
But I ain't go searching for em
Guess I did it by the books
With no proof of purchase for em
You not real it's a shame
And you not
the fuck up)
Top tier bitch, friendzone me no way jose, I'm past that shit
Better you act like me no exist
No anglais, pardon me mama I don't like that shit
hands on
Yeah I'm handsome, "not enough"
Asked some questions and he said
"I wanna know, if I got it in me"
I said "that makes The Two Of Us"
Like twins
deserving
To be free, no more hurting
I'm revealing the curtains
I could feel these urges, know I'm gon' purge them
I'm stepping into a new version of me
these cyphers?
I treat 'em like they a war, don't want no mediators
Nah, this that grow up in the P's behavior, next door to the greezy neighbors
Nothing Stopping Us Tonight
words and music Copyright by Sal Cosentino
Some days I feel like I’m up against the world,
Stuck in a reality I can’t
Fools molded, let them control us
Cruel police, patrol with a focus
Tools like mass incarceration
Racial and class exploitation
Like a new version of Jim
Philosophy redefine us, touch mine I touch back
Walk the streets like a sweet and get beat like drum tracks
Catch no shakes over jakes (boop-boop), we bust
need a doctor
Ain't poppin no pills but I do want some commas
You not feeling good then go speak to yo mama
I don't give a fuck
Ate that girl up like
on the beat
Keep a 30 by my side
My bitches on fleek, Louboutin they feet
Ain't no question my niggas gon' ride
Ain't talkin' bout Drexler
When they come
All the girls get up when I sing
I'm the meanest in the place
Step up, I'll mess with yo face
I don't care where you are
Look up and follow the star
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