Old Habits

How you hatin on What you been waiting on Back like old habits y'all Aint away too long Old school days are gone Not this amazing bond We always busy working on Raps greatest songs Cause we never made em wroncg How you ain't been put on We're what they put on When you say put Something good on Stood on this foundation We built up and built strong The Freedom fighter Ya need right here And I still belong Rappers will say anything But mostly they say nothing Or tell their whole lives to make the cops And and stay cuffing Just looking for a place to blaze up a in Latrobes where I stay stuck in I don't know where lady lucks been Lemmy say I'm disgusting Everyday Steady bustin My minds stays still on these tapes like teddy ruxbin Blowups been cool Since we was actually in school I'm glad it's in our soul To keep the real up in the fold While all these killers out there Gettin used to being cold Came up with a formula Turns music in to gold Hold up what I'm not sure of is How they moving forward With such poor performances And corney shit And random raps We about to put an end to that And bring standards back These Old habits Stay on ya mind Will be remembered Beyond my time Those in the know Can see all the signs All eyes on Sefo When hes on the rhyme Trying hard to be Hard come after I wrote the book You ain't even read One chapter Ya dumb rapper I'm Half tempted To come slap ya Cause intentionally Ya run rampant and Blatantly act up Yall actors Aren't even factors They about to all catch a Skull fracture And fall backwards For y'all rap nerds Got intergalact words Around the Versemaster They still seem to act nervous For that purpose They put their raps On the back burners What I heard is They worth bout as much As a cat turd is Same old Trap beat With the wack verses Acting like Gangstas But they come strapped with purses I damage MCs Just ask the nurses At the ER I KILL EM In 3 bars But what's worse is I show up and console They moms in they churches I know she's hurting But I give in to my urges Didn't take nuttin barely A little encouragement Showed her what I was working wit And Call it curtains kid At the spur of the minute Word I was in it Murdering it Precise wit it Like a licensed surgeon did it I'm pouring Antifreeze in ya garbage Aiming to kill cats Not really just MCs Don't feel bad Wigs get peeled back For real jack I Make dope MCs Feel real slack Its ill that I only make ill raps And still the bills stack They ain't trying To see me get by Can you feel that? Really ain't no need to reply Or I will snap Old habits Die hard they say People never change They stay the same way Still ain't playing Wait until it's game day We're pumped up They're hoping on a rain delay Old habits die hard And by far Evey issue a classic Still Wrapped in Mylar Never gave in to the pop side Used my freedom of speech But the cop lied And I got denied Tackled handcuffed And tossed in the ride A certain NWA song Kept crossing my mind And how mace in our face Got us Constantly blind They say I'm paranoid Obey the laws You'll be fine Breaks that cold stop on the dime For the escape I'm a hop on my grind Drop deez Luxury rhymes Keep em top of the line When you were born to be great The People talk all the time It's old habits