Old Habits

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How you hatin on
What you been waiting on
Back like old habits y'all 
Aint away too long 
Old school days are gone 
Not this amazing bond
We always busy working on
Raps greatest songs 
Cause we never made em wroncg 
How you ain't been put on 
We're what they put on 
When you say put 
Something good on 
Stood on this foundation 
We built up and built strong 
The Freedom fighter
Ya need right here 
And I still belong 
Rappers will say anything 
But mostly they say nothing 
Or tell their whole lives to make the cops
And and stay cuffing
Just looking for a place to blaze up a in
Latrobes where I stay stuck in
I don't know where lady lucks been 
Lemmy say I'm disgusting 
Everyday Steady bustin 
My minds stays still on these tapes like teddy ruxbin
Blowups been cool 
Since we was actually in school 
I'm glad it's in our soul
To keep the real up in the fold
While all these killers out there
Gettin used to being cold
Came up with a formula 
Turns music in to gold 
Hold up what I'm not sure of is 
How they moving forward 
With such poor performances
And corney shit 
And random raps
We about to put an end to that 
And bring standards back
These Old habits
Stay on ya mind
Will be remembered
Beyond my time
Those in the know
Can see all the signs
All eyes on Sefo 
When hes on the rhyme 
Trying hard to be
Hard come after 
I wrote the book
You ain't even read
One chapter
Ya dumb rapper
I'm Half tempted
To come slap ya 
Cause intentionally 
Ya run rampant and
Blatantly act up
Yall actors
Aren't even factors 
They about to all catch a
Skull fracture 
And fall backwards 
For y'all rap nerds 
Got intergalact words 
Around the Versemaster 
They still seem to act nervous
For that purpose 
They put their raps
On the back burners
What I heard is
They worth bout as much
As a cat turd is
Same old Trap beat
With the wack verses
Acting like Gangstas 
But they come
strapped with purses
I damage MCs 
Just ask the nurses 
At the ER 
I KILL EM In 3 bars 
But what's worse is 
I show up and console 
They moms in they churches 
I know she's hurting
But I give in to my urges
Didn't take nuttin barely 
A little encouragement 
Showed her what I was working wit
And Call it curtains kid
At the spur of the minute 
Word I was in it 
Murdering it 
Precise wit it 
Like a licensed surgeon did it 
I'm pouring 
Antifreeze in ya garbage
Aiming to kill cats
Not really just MCs 
Don't feel bad 
Wigs get peeled back
For real jack
I Make dope MCs 
Feel real slack 
Its ill that I only make ill raps
And still the bills stack 
They ain't trying
To see me get by
Can you feel that? 
Really ain't no need to reply
Or I will snap
Old habits
Die hard they say
People never change 
They stay the same way 
Still ain't playing 
Wait until it's game day
We're pumped up 
They're hoping on a rain delay 
Old habits die hard 
And by far 
Evey issue a classic 
Still Wrapped in Mylar 
Never gave in to the pop side
Used my freedom of speech 
But the cop lied
And I got denied
Tackled handcuffed
And tossed in the ride
A certain NWA song 
Kept crossing my mind
And how mace in our face
Got us Constantly blind 
They say I'm paranoid
Obey the laws 
You'll be fine
Breaks that cold stop on the dime
For the escape 
I'm a hop on my grind 
Drop deez Luxury rhymes 
Keep em top of the line
When you were born to be great
The People talk all the time 
It's old habits

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