Lyrics:
can breathe
National Association for the Advancement
Of drugs for performance enhancement
And it's tough taking so many chances
But I've been a bad seed
chase
Feel me in her soul cause of the bass
New pack of dope got me floating space
National Association of Stoned Artist
Asked what makes me me so
National baller association I'm included
Imma teacher of the game same time imma student
Put the team on my back last shot we ain't losin
I got
He lives on Gillott Road and he beats her
She Prostitutes her love and she dont think about it either
I be like lowe prostitution it gets deeper
I be
a crate of sticks The National Riffle Association do not take an issue,
when it is legal hitters,
Federal rounds inside of clips of a metal spitter.
Black
for the national association
Because when doing your best it takes some time, come back later, like please be patient
But don't be fucking complacent
yadder, don't matter to me
All I want is a bit of dignity in me to battle this industry freely
To be me in this seedy, needy world, can you hear me? (Hey)
Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in
florist, growin' 'Za botanical
Custom AR-47 mechanical
Spin a nigga in a stolen, grand national
Real mammal, beat a nigga to a pulp
For Glen Battles, we
And the beats are usually done by duro and clue
Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My motherfuckin' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are
All about the monster association
Better connect dots like the constellations
Fixing to kill a villain then you better replace him
Now's when I consume
National
(Zoom) gone head' hoe beat ya feet
Dr-dr-drop down and get yo eagle on freak
We ever-so-discreet with this meat
Got a whole lot to lose if
Several months that he has
Emerged as something else, a public figure
On the national stage though it
Seems cynical to say so
This can partially be
a dare? I'll make a bet with you.
You may have begun this battle boy, but give America it's due.
We're gonna find you no matter where you go. We'll win this
because she had
No keys to the castle
The queen sit's on the throne
While this ho ride down Old National (Zoom)
Go head' ho, beat ya feet
Dr-dr-drop down
Zheea, once again (Birgi Beats)
Genius Omuzira
King Jemcee
Whoooo
Bw'oba tokyali muto nga weekakasa nti wakula
Nga nkulabikira nga omubisi gw'enjuki
skippe mein Mindset
Jungs sind nur hypo
Ich hype meine Tricks auf meinen Skate Decks
Sympathien am tanzen
Battle mich durch hunderte krumme Gesichter
Durch
Kendrick, Buddy, you motivated me
All of these prayers that I had a keep
I liked his speech
I have a dream
And I am dream
To rap on beats
I'm not
Haaaaa, Yeeah
Woooh,aye
Geezy
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaaaaa
Marching with them bands, running up the check
Fuck the fame,I got
on the corners with the beatbox. Tryin' to battle swift, it was rabies then
I think about it now, we was hatin' then. I wonder where we'd be if we had made it then
On underneath the table
Overusing speech unable
To pawn tranche of my own labels
Overdoing words until I disable
Never losing another battle
Forever using my
on national telivision than Richard Baye
Today's topic: "MC's who set-up for beat downs"
Sit down and tell me about your last lyrical melt-down
You come
as the politicians
Fall into landslide we're out on the street,
Feeling the beat of the heart's in anger at the upper crust
Elite who don't hear us scream or beg for
an artesian
Every beat I get I up on I been eating
I’m just tryna make y’all listen when I am speaking
Cause I’m my heart I know I’m the greatest y’all ever
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