キー: E minor
Verse 1
you already know
You already know when I step in the motherfuckin' booth,
fenced that way
it's so dope
Stickin' through your tools,
the same space I'm in
Hop in the coupe,
shake to takin' them
we had stakin' them
Pistol whip the lane, put your face to win
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Make it hang to the ankle limp
The wrist game in every angle lick
Bitch, you playin' with a bangle,
Don't get your mango split,
you can't go unfit
-rollin' it in
You already know what it is
So don't stick your nose in my bitch
now go get a switch
Do this game almost ever since
You was hectic,
These ain't just records,
I'll let me check your chin
in the check -in
Might have to stretch it next to Ken
Chance niggas lip'll be extra slim
Blood and the leather on the bench
You like how I said it was hella eloquent
words from a predicate
Fella, holdin' a Mac,
I look heavy set
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Giuseppe steps with the strap like lesbian sex
I ride with the Becky,
she beg to give me neck
I'm edgy, I'm light wet,
you a bag of Reggie Rap's orphan,
rogue swordsman
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Carve a beat into every M .I .C.
just to beat boredom,
my words forming into monsters
that you counted free falling,
we bring the darkness
and carry torches no divorces,
I die with this shit that I wage wars with,
we live here and you're the tourists
strangle you with the cordless,
dangle you off your tracks
by your frauds legs,
we're more than less more raucous,
more get said, we're hardcore
since we bought cassettes,
walk up friend if you diss the
team then wake up,
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piss the bed like this shit's a dream,
but you ain't sleeping,
we're rap junkies
Keep the hits funky, funk,
we do the Humpty Hump,
not Humpty Dumpty
Break a leg, we'll take a break
and take what's said
Shaky legs, I see your face got red
Yeah, it's hard to earn like
Guru and Prem
Punchlines are never sticking
like you're stuck in a dream
This is eloquence,
like a vert
as I'm here to sell you cents
Kinda like a atom, I can tell you dance
Too intense,
like a festival ride on a Sunday
and like you're standing on the runway
Kids should never play with
this like gunplay
It was 1K, now it's more
than 3 ,000 like a Andre
Check the authenticity for long stays
Flair like a lick of feed,
the dogs really gone straight
Since I was on the site,
the shouting spot me
Would have to have a hand in my time
to ever clock me
I'm straight emotionless like Spock be
Even with a gun to my head,
they wouldn't drop me
You push downs to get visitors
like the Glock nest
The shit on MCs,
the only reason that I pop drugs
No expressions like you can't see my face,
kid
Waiters in the void feeling
poised for you know
I take it back to basics
like one -celled amoeba
I get my paper when I see ya
Always on the grind,
it's my second nature
When I rhyme my spirit shines
so I serenade ya
Sipping very fine wine, chilling on the acre
In a meditative state with
a pen and paper
Take you out the frame,
nature be the best eraser
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Will we stand the test of time,
she'll answer questions later
Hard to see the light
with all the darkness in the chamber
Till then the thunders come and run
and tell your neighbours
The rock master fought our son,
a fucking dangerous
Some next level god must've conjured
they leave you brainless
Explosive with the prose,
nothing can contain us
Ah, the new suit match your cuff
Pinpointing the pain,
that mean anything
You're rambling, we took the lead
and then we ran with it
Some are born great,
some are sore grey
Close to the heart,
they're broken into shards
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Hoping it'll last till you're it'll stop
Twisted in the plot with no clarity
You're sitting in the fog,
oh yeah we got next
The gold claw, the legend
Pimp your damn mind,
grab a hold of your perception
Acting like you got some shit about you,
man that shit is doubtful
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I could probably get my little son
to slap the shit up out you
Damn lame,
Singing like the three degrees,
Outro 1
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