Lyrics:
Danny Brown
Oba and Boldy, Doughboyz and Vezzo
Trick, Eminem, Royce Team, East Side, K-Dizzle
Dusty, Ro' Spit and the rest of them niggas
'Till we come
to Queens, let's get it
Uh-huh
I always got a trick up my sleeve
I might give you a new trick every week
'Til this album drop, I don't know
I figured
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
gots no heart
Ain't no love trick
The trigga gots no heart
Ain't no love trick
Me shootin' him up me shootin' him up
If he no give my pay
Ain't
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
up like an asthmatic
That smoke too much
Dawg you like a K-9 cop, sniff coke too much
I'm like shootin
Up in a vein and my dick dope as fuck
My bars
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
back on you
A couple kicks and snares niggas still be getting mad at you
I put my faith up In a trick turns she never cared
But asking her she gone lie
va streamer Hat Trick, OSO
(disponibles)
BX, Charlouze, qu'est-ce que ça dit?
Nouvelle formule, nouveaux effets
Nouveaux addicts (hum)
J'peux pas taper
on deck
She do a couple tricks for the cheque
Hundred K for the sex
Transact then we left
I can't be rapping for free
They gotta send me the budget
back, I learned my place up by the Strap.
Chorus:
Men down. New that this could happen to ourselves; still we're never through. We will never let
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
and why
Life's become a numbers game
Ruled by the K.P.I
Tick the boxes as you leave
Can you tell me why
People come in second place
Killed by the K
uh
Like Wale, up dream chasing 'bout a mill', like, "Maybach, sign me"
I'm on that growth for living
I took an oath, I'm different
Behold, I can
on the sideline. I’ma glide by em, moon walk like MJ.. We be off the wall wit it. Lean don’t fall wit it off the wall wit it, I don't really care what a trick
You trick, you get shot like a sniper clan
Fuck, and you know that it's up
Fucking around with the wizard
I'm sipping the potions, I hocus and pocus
the green leaf, cloud up
We some gangsta's makin' money, never been a scrub
Whattchu know about sellin' dope?
But the only thing you good for now is droppin'
do cheap tricks to get chicks
I just stand by my word (word) full attention
And still get attention
And still it should be noted
They all
up
If you get in my way, you can get flamed punk
My nephew J.E.R.K. he got the banger tucked
Step to me and it get dangerous, like Private Pile going
Hey! It's a marvellous day
And I wish I could always wake up and start it this way
Harder to make the best of life when you hardly create
And sit in
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