Back To The Bars
Locksmith, DJ Kay Slay, Nino Man, Joseph Sikora, Fred Da Godson, Mysonne, Vado, Jon Connor, Joell Ortiz
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Kay Slay, you know why I called you here today? I have no fuckin' idea, man Well you a legend, brother And you talkin' 'bout leavin' the game? Yo man, I been hip-hop since day one I'm hip-hop frontline These mother fuckers don't respect shit anymore, man Yo, you been through it all, man You were all city king of grafitti Break dancin', DJin' out in the park, man I know your story, emcee And you got full knowledge of self You got all the elements of hip-hop But you forgettin' the most important one And what's that? That's Kay Slayin' 'cause you slayin' the game And you stayin' in this mother fucker They don't respect shit anymore, man, I'm tryin' to tell you! Yo, I don't give a f*ck! You gonna stay and you gonna kill the game! Kill this motherfuckin' game! When a little time go by, they forget what you've done for them Always tried to comfort them, now you ready to come for them Catch him when he throw out the trash, then really dump on 'em He can barely walk through his av', niggas be jumpin' him Friends kept pumpin' him 'til they back got the pump in 'em Walk by bumpin' 'em, like they voted for Trump and 'em Niggas ain't cool 'cause you loyal, they cool 'cause you up They will stop doin' shit for you when you losin' bucks Can't tell who rootin' for you, confusin' as f*ck That's why I refused to be toyed with, the Ruger is tucked I'm from 30 Lenox Got off a half in an hour, imagine thirty minutes We can't go half on a sour, you run a dirty business 'Cause I'm the man with the power I'm really sturdy with this, this shit'll hurt the witness This the drama hour, free the whole Rikers Island They ain't comin' home yet so they on Rikers wildin' Kay Slay, this shit ain't for play, play Let 'em know we spray K's and spin 'em like Beyblades They think rappers out here givin' these false prophets Kanye gon' be the next president, and y'all watch it 'For I ever picture me fallin', naw, I'll crop it Gotta get money as long as you got pockets Twenty-four hours they callin', non-stop shit Remember them corner store mornings? Hot chocolate Fiends catch seizures from on, they pop-lock it Makin' it stretch like yawnin', five pots in There's a lot of abomination They came at Bill 'cause he tryna buy a station Yet we still payin' for O.J. violation Police kill, the decline, no time facin' I can't breath, answer, man, please Y'all be ready to squeeze for sayin' some damn freeze Rather me not stand and be on my damn knees Rather me not fightin' and coppin' some damn plea I'm the hood messiah, blue flamed fire I'm the real life Marlo from The Wire Y'all know I inspire and motivate Niggas say Mys' ain't fire, you know it's hate, I don't debate Naw, I educate, I inform, I teach I feed my team before I eat Before I breach security, I die with my purity Nowadays I take my time, it's maturity Grown man, shit G.O. Banshee I use to sell grams, never no scam shit I do mutual respect, no fan shit Nigga disrespect get smacked, whole hand shit Fam, you in a cage with a lion You engaged in war with a giant You better pray 'cause I swear today the Lord the only thing that's gon' save you from dyin' Shooter's anonymous I tell 'em use a machine gun (why?) In case a nine'll miss Problem is Fred dominant Bed wit' a dime in it, leg got Lebron in it I shoot for the Cavs and then a headshot Barrel on your neck longer than Hogan leg drop Birds from a Pelican pun, Rondo Coke, weed combo, convos in a condo Put bread on your name, turn you to John Doe Been sellin' the cane, know how the problems go On the base like McGwire Thirty-eight fire might acquire a choir Or whatever they say the Reverend requires I level with spies, I remember the buyers Still kill at will, never was tired Beretta in a peacoat, leather, nigga, I'm fly Godson Slave mentality Keep the niggas at bay so they behave erratically Keep the rappers in place while feedin' 'em waste scraps They just erased black face and replaced it with face tats So why listen to a motherfuckin' troll That's feedin' off black emotion to send us back in commotion It's really just rap emotion but we see what he plottin' We went from cotton fields to pills of Oxycontin, they plottin' Your cerebellum is antebellum you can't repel 'em What's dwellin' inside of a man's soul? Its the cancer swellin' He's tellin' us lies and we so annoyed How you claim to be a God but your God is an opioid? How you claim to be a king but your throne was ghost-written? I don't blame him so much but the people that's close with him These industry niggas is so smitten but I say what I want, when I want, no permission People confused between gettin' views and eviction news But it, lit a fuse when you this in tune And you listen to 'em The visions, the vision on ya television in the livin' room And this is what a mind sounds like, breakin' out of its cocoon Police killin', celebrity suits willin', viewin' the wrong direction Government makin' shoes 1 size even though we all affected Dumb shit on the radio all day, dawg, it's all connected Niggas be talkin' about how they won't change but we all accept it I learned that its a new evil, look how they do people If you wearin' blue then it's cool, whoever you shoot legal We all high off stupid, social media the new needle We need new leaders and preachers, deacons and school teachers We need to invest back in our self but that ain't what school teach us Ridiculed, they told we a fool, they try'na remove thinkin' Need to expand our brain waves, we in the swimmin' pool sinkin' Hopin' I'm givin' you somethin' to think about don't be confused I'm so incredible, 72 pedestals or steppin' stools My residential level is heavenly The bed I use, is made out a cloud formation, I'm never pressin' snooze I'm woke, y'all mentally broke That little set of jewels, it won't be shinin' when ya lights go out I'm talkin' when the phones turn off and the mics come out I'm gold medalist, no bronzes inside my house You 'Brons run inside the house when Mike come out I'm Iron Mike in a title bout with shines in his mouth Puff your eye or give it up like Shyne on the couch The nine's 'bout fired out so many times I lose count I used to lie in and pounce like a lion on a mouse No lie, you lyin' dirt like coal miners 'Cause the beak of that eagle had iron flyin' 'til you migrated south Shit, I don't pop a lot, I just drop 'em on the sky (What that mean?) Mean I knock whoever violated out I love hip-hop but hate what it's turnin' into Nouns, verbs, repeat a couple words and you through I take that personal, too So every person or two that wants us versus them, I got verses for you
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