Lyrics:
(Before the Rollie)
Before the Rollie, before the fame (Before the fame)
Before the money, before the game (Before the game)
Before them bitches
and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever
balling down from heaven
All I know is that these rap niggas dry snitching and telling
That work don't even come like that, fuck is you selling? (huh?)
I
darkest before light
I'm gonna push through
Turbo charged bars
Slot cars on tracks, falling off, game scars in these rap wars
Ain't nothing band-aids won't
and collective
Colin Powell lobster, locked down imposters
Should I call a locksmith?
Granny Smith apples with the
Kush by the barrel
Versace on the apparel, rap
400 degreez
Ya see me I eat sleep shit and talk rap
Ya seen that 98 Mercedes on t.v. I bought that
I had some felony charges I fought that
Been
and hatred
The game is ill-natured; it's nothing sacred
Aiyyo, it's funny when I see some rap niggas due to make it
A few'll blow up, or go as far as they can
I swing funky rap routines and tap the jaws
Spot ya twenty points and you still can't score
Nuttin, cause you ain't got no points in this game
Kid you
400 degreez
Ya see me I eat sleep shit and talk rap
Ya seen that 98 Mercedes on t.v. I bought that
I had some felony charges I fought that
Been
blow
And throw fifty on the block (what)
It's thugged out
So my people listen and watch
Yo my name "nore" but only
Fam' call me "flint"
My people that
to the game, yeah, I do
Yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah, I do
Bae, yeah, I do, yeah, I do
Bae, I love you, yeah,
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
is God's work, ain't nothing you can do about it
So n**** join the team or you can catch the sideline
And just get out the game or get hit from
[Intro: Understanding (RZA)]
Explosive mic Bobby trap rap books
The game isn't over, til the kings go wild
A brilliant virtuous doctor, in the 21st
pokin' fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
Fuck you all, I claim that whenever
I changed rap forever, the game back together, yeah
YM, I
law
Welcome to the house
Dogg House do it to you so vivid and raw
[Goldie Loc]
Nigga come on in and have a seat
Write a rap or make a beat no need
sheezy my neezy keep my arms so breezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clap that chrome, it ain't easy
Cops want to knock me,
scheme
Got me chasing dreams and living my own dream
Rap Fame brings me joy in melodies untold
Surrounded by artists who never fold
Together we
or oral
This is the tutorial
Cream for that oreo
Yall saying who
I'm screaming what what like nore tho
We gone hold it down from the Town to the barrios
X
on
Founded in 1801 by Alexander Hamilton
That is 190 years continuous of fucked up news
Yo one can play the game, two can play the game
Yo Flav read
to Magic City and the girls dance naked
I'm somewhat of a hero by the way I rap
But I'm living like an Oak town mack
I'm in the house y'all, I'm like
pokin' fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
Fuck you all, I claim that whenever
I changed rap forever, the game back together, yeah
YM, I
Yo yo check it
Unattached and calm sundaes and pills I palm
with intentions to make it to the league
Intrigued by two letter cars SE's
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
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