Heavy (Prod. 4th-I Riddle C)
Rey Morado
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Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart That shit heavy Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest That shit heavy Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see That shit heavy My soul hot That shit heavy Now tell me son who got that pressure Yea yea yea Hatin' the celebration, I ain't tryna speak serve a couple greets then I gotta face one Good grief couldn't manage to eat all day, no appetite I feel like a zombay Marijuana be my bombay, man I need my piece 'fore I Pompei, no peace I honor nor serve a parlay Nig-Nigga why wassup? Why you lookin grim? Look around said look around, this ain't no muthafuckin' party Currently I feel my bones shiver, Im demented, it could be worse, I could be those niggas Flames rising heard my toes flicker, stuck in brea how this time make a nigga move slow quicker "I can blow you up" oh really? Penny every time heard, shit, I could have 4 billi Still the dream never forfeited, stuck to this shit like a fat nigga rockin' like 4 fitteds Why you look mean bitch cause the flow bitter, my hair glimmer, my-my skin similar to henna Know she drunk on this shit I be in them innards, had to hit ha wit dat killa', shit heavy Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart That shit heavy Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest That shit heavy Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see That shit heavy My soul hot That shit heavy Now tell me son who got that pressure Yea yea yea Really you could call this a prescription, as a matter of fact addiction ain't in my diction Wisp fallin through my scalp lookin like a weepin' willow, I can't sleep in reaper waitin' 'side my pillow Pitter patter how I see these other rappers, boy they lack 'a passion How could I blame 'em tho' my very own could make me Casper F*ck it I rather be dead 'fore I rock a chattel, E&J to the head we ready for battle She off the Henn she steady she steady give head, I'm gettin' head in my head I'm thinkin' bout bread Devil on my shoulder like we bout to cave in, Angel on the other side like "Nigga we can't save him" I be goddamn if I'm slavin' just to pay rent...forever, spray brain to pavement Slide into the function and I'm lookin' like a A- hol up..ugh, I look like I need an agent Circle small, live niggas like to say shit, or vampires I might re-up on my Blade shit Never shades feelin' like this be the matrix, or the Twilight Zone this shit crazy I can't take it Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart That shit heavy Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest That shit heavy Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see That shit heavy My soul hot That shit heavy Now tell me son who got that pressure Yea yea yea
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