Pounding
LIL DEEZY
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Yeah You know like, niggas is talking bout CLB Donda or whatever But what I'm about my shit? Uh, yeah This that soulful shit, uh Hope we gon go global quick, uh, uh In my book of rhymes, you just a page-boy So when I'm on stage, boy, better carry my robe 514 area code, rappers wanna be buried in gold Fell off, came back harder, the story is as scary as Job's It's like the nigga in the Woos, he could never be Choos By the industry, the devil and his entity gon roll Tank full, the pump filled up my craft with fuel That ain't you, punk split up his racks with fools Said that she want luv but without you, that's LV Homie, no flocking, I ain't someone else's sheep Tell em, I went hiyah, but I ain't never needed judo They gonna feel me from New York to Acapulcos Suicides on the car, hats off, they some coo' do's I'm giving cats new flows to exploit tax loopholes I'm the type to wear kufis with black Ksubis This true state of youth for ya like going back juvie Yeah, aye Can you hear my heart be pounding Go check how my art be sounding I'm in the booth, recording some new Counting blues, trynna dodge orange jumpsuit Hol up, yeah hol up Can you hear my heart be pounding Go check how my art be sounding I'm in the booth, recording some new Counting blues, trynna dodge orange jumpsuits, yeah The boy got soul like old slow jams Took me two decades to enroll in yo program Translation, but really I was ahead of my time I was 10 when I begun translating pain into some rhymes Shedding light on peeps, my favorite thing bout having shine I'm as concealed as the pain behind your smirk when acting fine But as surreal as the freedom you get when releasing what was trapped inside I'm from a place where death is cheaper than milk that's pasteurized But when we sharing the food, it increases the appetite Thought you were really the voice, until you passed the mic I was born to make things that should outlast me, right? So why be worried, about detractors who wasn't alive When I started rapping nice? Crack pavements, I sent some demons to trap Satan So fresh, I feel Bourne again, I'm Matt Damon When I'll get on, I feel like buying more acres Just to put lotta y'all niggas where the graves is Yeah, aye Can you hear my heart be pounding Go check how my art be sounding I'm in the booth, recording some new Counting blues, trynna dodge orange jumpsuit Hol up, yeah, hol up Can you hear my heart be pounding Go check how my art be sounding I'm in the booth, recording some new Counting blues, trynna dodge orange jumpsuits, yeah
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