Lyrics:
Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You turned up and I'mma bring the action
When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna
the real mccoy
[Delite]
It's the are-O-D to get intense
Rappin' and rollin', while makin' a mix
To ya ladies, I need your involvement
For the keys I hold,
Hook:
(Sausa)
Gas in my tank yeah I’m putting on mileage
Dick in her guts you can tell by the eyelids
Super fly hoodie and my wrist got me blinded
a yacht, that's how I feel man
Mac to bring the flavor, yeah
Taylor bring the mix out, damn
Now we making bangers, ra
That's what keep the cash flow, yeah
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
we're getting paid
cnd we run, or we walk,
Depending on coffee intake
To the park by our house
Maybe we'll bring more coffee
cnd I'll dream of the day
the author
You got me feeling a certain kind of way
You got me afraid that it all will fade away
You'll stay by my side until we're old and gray
I've got
that's crazy
Don't show no love cus love bring rage, that's crazy
Oh Lord baby, somebody save me
Got caught up in the mix taking them trips, that's crazy
The genesis - revelation
Bring forth rapture
Hip Hop the mic enhancer
360 like dem break dancers
Time not still
So on mic I aim ill
Sick with it
Medicine
whenever I'm playin it
I jus be chillin and fading away with it give me a beat to hop on and don't play with it
Waxing and scraping then mix and filleting it
I take my muthafuckin poison mix it with the flow
I inject it to the piano and the rhythm makes it glow
Take the venom out the brain and I put it
I gave it to you, oh!
I can’t go on without you by my side, oh!
You make me strong
I can no longer hide from you
Ouuu (yeah), I made up my mind it’s
it
I live in a mansion, grew up in the trenches (wow)
Niggas be hating, I get it, they still in their feelings
Get found by some niggas who's
sins
Injustice
Without hope
The balance tilts, deceived by their lies
My way out
Cease and decease
I’ll stain it all with my own blood
Guilty
magnificient)
(Jazzy Jeff)
( *JJ brings James Brown's 'Funky Drummer' into the mix)
(Ain't it funky)
end of illusion
People make a conclusion
Alliance of blue and red enemies
I go against the system of lies
Stay alive by fair means or foul
You are in
fire like a comet
Burnin' up the atmosphere that means your world's end is near
If you let me speak the truth I'll bring forth Armageddon
I see the chip
do
Nobody, no one does it better
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
experiences are lessons
Everyday brings us closer to death so count your blessings
Living in the material realm is sometimes really testing
Spiritual
gangsta, you can tell by the swag
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?
It's about 3 in the morning
Gotta leave with somethin' hot
sweatly clothes, pile up in this joint
Stand up by themselves at this point
It's so filthy now baby I can't lie
I wipe my feet before I go outside
I
wave
And bring back the limo
All these niggas acting like bitches
Put them in the kennel
I'm just trying to stack all my paper
And give it to my kin folk
Well over peoples by now
I still got it
Choices that I regret
I don’t doubt it
Took patience to get where I’m at
That’s the grind
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