Lyrics:
Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: Sittin Pretty
Written By: Erik Roberts, Kode Knazze
Produced by: Kace The Producer
Recorded:
Artists title: Taylor Jaye , Chin Chilla
Track title : Bad Man
Album title: Rise of Jaye Walker
Verse
Intro DAMARATi ta ge Taylor Jaye da
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
(what?)
The Stone Cold Stunner and the Leg Drop, all scripted?
N.W.O. and X-Pac?
Dang
I used to walk up to them automatic doors
My momma told me that
these fake ass artists ready to hibernate
I gotta win because I think back on a time when no one else would believe
Like I was making all this up, but
a lotta cash mind set on a higher path
Lately asking where my comp is at killing artist where ya sires at
I swear to god I been that nigga ever sense 08
how she typing
Feisty She ignite me so icy make my own shit niggas fighting over type beats
Early last year I started fuckin w a gemini she just wanna
Blackman m3 p3 Ashes
Mo high p3 Attention me mey3 Artist
Y3n shi b3bre Ghetto boy me p3 peace
S3 3y3 bokaaa anaa Twofonta koraa 3y3 wee
2x Ya s) anoo ooo
it I cop it
I’m running the game na fuck it I’m jogging
I thought we was rappers tf is you vlogging
I thought we was artist wassup w the gossip
Northumberland and Winchmore school Gs
Big up my Meridian, Selby family
Bloodline brothers
President T, Bossy, Big H, Paper Pabs
Dan and Moezy tico Al B, Law, W
the home of Double K, nothin' but trouble gang
K-W-S's, L-T-S's, O-F-A's
And every other crew that used to rack cans and spray
And mob the R-U-D before
Crushin' your life til out the sunlit OPs
Like forensics trace blood on the
Mic Mr 5 Dots
Sickle-cell like W's discovered in
My blood clots
'Those
I love it, love it when you look up to me
Your new bitch gon' look up to me
I'm trying to die a legend, so I study legacies
But these W's don't
[Chorus - X3 w/ variations]
I'm just a prisoner, ohh noo
(I'm just)
[Verse 1]
Young man stepping off an uptown train
Ground still wet from the cold
we need to hear Dre we miss Big N.W.A
Well what do they say "well here go this and listen to that"
Man somebody tell these labels that they artists
Dre, we miss Big N.W.A
Well what do they say
Well here go this and listen to that
Man somebody tell these labels that they artists are whack
Your CD's
of em
Takin this so-called gangster rap to another level
The capital W to the motherfuckers see-me in a beanie
All-star so clean, saggin with my Turkish
& everybody wanna call & touch base air quotes,
then my apply my shit to artists that they signed w no leverage
i rap circles round your roster, there’s
you gotta know better
Everbody knows that imma muthafuckin go getter
If I want i get it
I got a gift like it's christmas
You wanna hang w the realist
now they all hit me
Don't shit me y'all sounding like ioi pick me pick me
Suck a rapper dick yall I don't fuck w/ gimmick gimmick
2년 전에 너네들은 내 음악을 비웃어
Trying to shoot my shot way before the end
Fucked up my head, had me missing some ends
She 5'8, an artist, we look like book-ends
Took a few months, then
good I mean good like ciara
I can see through I see through yo exterior
You boys is weak & you ain't got no character
These girlies cannot keep up w
you see how hard it is
An artist is
Not meant to take on carbon quizzes
I’m like
I don’t know, how to go
Down on the ladder bro
I said it in my last
Some of my people facin' charges
I been facin' facts
Playin' w fire'll get you torched
Like Johnny Storm
I gotta knack for errything taboo
And it's
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