Lyrics:
words nigga duffel bags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
bring the pain
Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my thang
So whatchu think?
Write my story on the wall, on the wall, on the wall, ah
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
That I was not up to par, when I followed my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted by my mind, I kept on sayin'
Where's the hits? You ain't got none
You
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
boy)
{Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates
At churches and shit?
(He's spittin flames right now baby
He at the top of his game, right
think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.
We're just knocked
as a cane (it came with a 30)
I'm not a rapper, got raised by trappers, they taught me the game (OGs)
Got on them frames by Louis (eat it up), but I wear my
be up there watching the little kids come in and they would play the pinball ya know, and they would line up one by one to play the game.
The first
been
My mind fits in all spaces
With no storage in it
In a year, I dropped 2 albums
But the digits didn't
The year ain't done yet
And I ain't even
Ayo Shiro what type of beat did you gimme
What the fuck should I be talking bout
I ain’t sipping henny
Popping pillies silly babies in the rap game
hungry
Feeling like a lion on the prowl
So I guess this your welcome to the jungle bitch
This here’s the story of a champion
Who’s acumen
Is backed by
You are now listening to WHITE PANTHER by Travis Karter
100% of the proceeds of this album go toward providing clean water to children around
private swear they rate me
Came across some fools in this game
They’re flipping gazey
Told my boy stop moving food
But what am I bring to his plate
Say they
a little appeal
If you feel it, and drill it, and destroy the game
It won't be a fight
Cause the other person has to be alive
I told you in the last album
spin around, I'm the new kid in town
Yeah it's coming soldier,
April the month it's over
Yeah your run is over
The album is done I told you
What
drop a new album by the end of the week
I ain’t slept for three days and i’m startin to tweak
Verse:
Like yeah
Upgrade from a dorm room to a condo
with some rules
Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
it if I tried, homie, how 'bout that
See I'm a student of the game, so simple and plain
But I'ma to take it back to before I ever sat first class
the stove, you do the dishes, ya know?
Rap game, crack game, ain't that different, ya know?
Last album had it boomin' somethin' vicious, ya know?
And ya
down, tore the game up nigga
Took your high score down, put my name up nigga
Tore the doors down 'til the Hall of Fame is Jigga
I did it my way (and
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, hey, Snoop, what up? This your nigga, Dre
Hey, man, I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it
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