Lyrics:
You ready to sell your soul? Hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby
You ready to sell your soul? Hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby
That I no longer acknowledge
There are so many things
I have yet to accomplish
Thought I’d be done by thirty-one
Long as I’m being honest
But I’ve got
a fuck if they like me or not
I'ma raise this bitch
'Til you little fucks drop to the floor
Nobody move, nobody make a sound
My nigga, why'd ya got
is still yet to be redeemed
Woke up in a place where we could never die
Surviving with rye
Nothing but lie upon lie
Mind evolving through all the new
bitch for the whole album
Keep talkin' that shit, you know I'm with the drama
Uh, uh, I'm fuckin' up, I fuckin' know I'm the best
I come from the G, 14
Hill
Type of artist turning down a major label deal
Cause when it's said and done you'd rather keep your music real
Or drop a classic debut album
typical in any way though the pro
On the mic is the D.O. to the C., this is an intro
I know the D.O.C. make ya want to takea Valium
So buy a bucket
what we can't do
Fire on both sides of the endless candle
Losing my vitamin D
My complexion getting lighter by week
Holed up secretly making fire beats
Hey yo D, it's your nigga D
Uh-huh
What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You've been eatin' real good lately
Didn't get a shout out on your last
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
depression
Just starting that chick fully charged it
My soul is his target
Partially consumed by his darkness
Should I fight it or give up and die quick
I'm
of that then I gradually graduate
To a harder prescription drug called Valium, like, "Yeah, that's great"
I go to just take one and I end up like having
created
But that was part of the problem; I couldn't keep up to date with
Other games released in this world
I had to at least play the game or it'd fail
Universal Studios Hollywood
I'd go to my old neighborhood for documentary
To the point for brotherhood from old friends
If I could stood myself up for
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
rocked with the greats backed up by The Roots crew
Blowing a tree with Tariq, overseas we would speak
It was mostly the voice, so unique
I could hear you
rocked with the greats backed up by The Roots crew
Blowing a tree with Tariq, overseas we would speak
It was mostly the voice, so unique
I could hear you
Hey boy
I know you deceive me
Counting your cards
You pick up the three of hearts
Sometimes
I don't feel so lucky
Chosen by a heart
On a shelf
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
Home boy, I tap dance on the clouds
Who, who, who is it?
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
up
Do work, treat rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep your hood, nigga, throw it up
You'd been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts,
niggas mad, man I don't give a fuck
Nigga your name Gerald, call him tray cause I serve rappers up
If your name is Caden, you can't rap, I gotta write you
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
statement's wit
& I'm concentrating on making hits
& I'm fittin' em line by line
Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme
I'm dreamin'
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