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Lyrics:
Outraged, but whats the issue?
Come at me like I dissed you, I didn't
Folk wanna misuse my image, I bring the heat like this a damn Miami scrimmage From across the court I spit it son, You're dribbling, someone please get this infant kid a bib or something
lead a bad trail , it's like you step'd in sh-t or something
dirty hands and unclean soles
Take a hit of some medicinal chicken soup, but that's fowl
And if you fed up with the beef, and all that chow made out of cows is out, you better go H.A.M.
I give a big shout out to all my fam in the slammer
And counting days trapped south of Atlanta
just the cards you were handed 'n dealt with best you can
think they should handcuffed those muhfuckers on wall street that dropped the ball then lost it all
and threw they hands up.
So if you wit me stand up
WE never crash like nasdaq
If you whip me I'll lash back.
KUNTA KINTE breaking shackles on this track
Bite me, I strike back
Fight me with kives b, I'm bringing a battle axe
And swinging
Want nothing but truth
And I put that on my back
So before I start you know that's a wrap
Let's bring it back to the days of blastin' rap tapes in the basement, if dad
catch me hip hoppin, he'll take the boombox and smash it
like son, this rich history, and you choose to listen to
that shit, told him it moves me, got no choice but to blast it
And choose this music, gone ratchet, my mind's eye see something stirring
And this the fuel to just hatch it, don't wanna lose it, go batshit
If I lose track a gravity's grip its like I'm trippin thru the moon,
Then I'll let the beat take over me just to get me back in tune I suit up, , tryna move up this latter
gettin caught wit all the chitter chatter like like even after
all these years here on my college grind still get caught from behind
by police swine who question mine like, 'Do you go here'? listen up with both ears, I don't care the consequence I shove my fist up, fuck this higher degree shit, I'll pull a Kanye, and quit it, quick got a call from my sis, bein like 'mister your present condition's a gift my advise grip it tight and don't slip', so I didn't
They want nothing but truth
Now I'm dealin' strictly in that
So before I start you know that its a wrap
I stayed on my double hustle stretch my brain wit no muzzle, uncontainable
Who' dreamed this nerd would end up steady murderin it
You heard it hit like...
... tables turning with it..
when I mic check I might wreck this whole record don't get it twisted
that's my mission
There was talk I wouldn't make it, yeah I heard whispers,
But see, I had to do this sh-t, cant quit
My attitude just too damn strict
Drill Sergeant in the mirror keep me
strapped like straight jackets, I'm mad
So now they think it's crazy what I'm tryin to do
They stuck in their old ways, but me I'm dying to move
Along my way I faced some offers that I try to refuse
Like MLK I face some racist that I'm dying to prove
Wrong... bless his soul, so If I die in this booth
Forget me but keep the message, gift warp this present cause this wrap things a blessing, check da delivery if I go postal, just know it's only cause I'm desperate to spit the message pray the listener gets it, Let me know tho...
yo that was ill , you went hard, subscribing lol
Xyavierthe2nd 2 months ago
@Xyavierthe2nd Thanks bro. Appreciate it. Glad u liked it
teake10 2 months ago