Lyrics:
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
Winkle, sleeping on me
Consider this your wake up call, backing down is deep in your dreams
Dreaming of my surrender, like Aerosmith
You can Dream On, 2020
Thinking back to when I asked Naomi out
Sitting around in a wooden classroom
Planning my line with a friend from Cornwall
Hiding my erection with
two times, two times
And both times were nothing like the new times
Now it's rough times
I'm out here on front lines
Just trying to make sure that I
on some sort of wishlist
And come up with somethin' that fully expresses my interests (Uh)
A project created by my mind
With no deadlines for my lines or my
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
me, by the end of the day I never give up that’s what stands for me
We going to the all the way to the top, we gonna win win
The money is on the line
How many times can you leaf through the pictures
In your old albums in the span of a week?
You leave more of your thumbprints on yellowing pages
Than
Rock 'N Roll Never Felt So Good
By Gwar
I met her at a donkey show
Off the America Must Be Destroyed album
Sucking on a cherry Yoo Hoo
She was
the flyers
Of the album release the single release party
The little club hosting event i'ma
Pull up and when I do pull up
Just have the same type of energy
not playin', understand what I'm sayin'
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with
time
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running
Cause I gotta pack them shows
And Dre told me ain't no coming back from gold
So I gotta get my album
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that I'm gettin' mines
in eighty-nine, because I'm
line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line
Call it hustlenomics, hustle by any means
I got a lot of hustle, a whole lot of schemes
Theres not
know I?m selfish at times but bottom line, move around if that ain?t how you get down
Plus my album coming out real soon, I?m in the studio daily tryna
a dream I had bricks like transporter
Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter
What if you drove by a playground and witness
Michael Jordan
In recognition of a hundred million album sales
In recognition of your popularity
You take your gaudy prize
From people you said you despise
You
satisfaction.
Pumping out albums like reverend run is pumping out children; here's another one
Catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland.
I'm bound to be
An we tryna stuff like a 100 ps in a hummer
Line em up in the bumper
Good gas doing numbers
My bitch mad cause my phone jumping
I ain’t missing shit
fans like crack fiends
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda
Albums of G-packs
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines so
lines
So...
[Chorus]
I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun)
You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun)
You want beef? I hope ya (got
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
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