Lyrics:
did rap
I was styling on you niggaz
Now I dont know the reason
I been waiting for forever
To drop the first album
I was dying for the cheddar
You wont
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
me
Just to pick up the closest thing and knock the living shit out of he
So if you run up, you get done up, I'mma end it
Throw the gun up out
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
adhere to a set of standards and tastes
That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit)
Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down
a wave- I'm done with parkin'
Diesel started- tested, don't be startled
'Cuz by time I have been hardened
Swingin' harder than a Spartan
Bars I'm armed I
People sayin' it's a horserace
But I let 'em all win for their self-esteem
Cuz my album's on the shelf, by itself, you see
I don't help for free, I
to have rules, not lulus,
Never have I seen a man run that fast,
I'm surprised that he never done a poo poo (fart noise),
Oi donut, dickhead beenie man's
and everything you've done
But fuck it I'm lit ask the familia on twitch
Made affiliate within a month I'm starting to think I'm legit
I dropped a banger album in
breaking slowly breaking down
Heart is aching it's time to lay down
Leaves need raking by the time this albums done
I'm done, fun, so fun
Chill Chills Chill
and done
Who remembered them?/
Law 5
Guard it with your life
When defending them/
So much rest on your reputations,
Wait too long you’ll never topple
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
Major without a deal
I destroy average rappers, it's just practice
Eat 'em up for breakfast
Being savage a habit
Nigga I done had it, been across
get it to them cheap (they shopping)
I done sold a couple bags its only been a week
Busting down everything (bust down) selling by the G (the g)
My
a misfortune
That's how you were born, ‘cause you talk out your ass
Stop skipping school, man, just go to class
What a mistake, your parents done made
Album's
day
But I know karma will come
She'll make you pay for what you've done
You try to cover it up by being so relatable
But the way you use your words
dirty the south
cnd I Been There i Done That
Power Verse
cnd the day that your album go on sale for the first hour
Just remember like Nas , I Gave You
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
Coffee Brown
Get to know me, the man, the person
So by the time I'm on my fifth album
You should understand the first one
It's non-fiction, you deny you
okay dub
Woh have some fun with it
Mami I'm there if you fine in the rear
We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah
And when I'm done
I worked hard
I already have this talent
But I need to master it by working hard
I know I'm the best
But what will come next
If I don't work on my
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