Lyrics:
(KE on the track)
No Ceilings
Okay
I got this chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
2 V8's ain't no such thing as driving calm in
to debate on, who's your pop and who's not
Or who shot Big and Tupac
Or who this stud fuckin or how much this crew got
That's hoe shit
That ain't me
represent to keep it live
Testin' 1-2-3 I flows rhymes wicked Jamal represent to keep it live (x2)
Verse 1:
Back in the day where I'm from in the slum it was
f*ck oh sh*t
We should have just stayed home
Anyway we stay doing stuff if you saw it ain't normal
Shawty
Said she really wanna be my BAE
But I'm just
We cut, produce, and emcee
That's true
You're fucking with a two man crew
We got a run
It's all about having fun
But the countdown
Ends at one
bitches are easy to f*ck oh yeah
And I just want to do my part
I told her baby what's with the chasin' she said that I rap like a star
Tomorrow might
money so I neva go broke I can't go, oh no no
I said these girls just wanna get f*****
Well maybe I do, yes I do
I'm chillin smokin by the pool
Wit BBM
landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
shops, f*** it
Somebody gotta get dropped, that's my word on hip hop
Rampage is here to stay, I won't stop
The feds tried to get me, and were too
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
to shop want to buy new clothes
I came from a house not a home
Hard work yeah I got it on my own
Two seater and I'm riding with the crew
Can't nobody tell
to sleep and deal wit it every night
And wake up every morning
And walk to the liquor store or coffee
Store shop on the Mersa whats worser?
Its no verse that
neither, watch out for your people
The n*gga that you love the most gone put you in a hurst
The friend who say she hate your man, she gonna f*ck him first
hittin' all the blows
You gotta know I'm with the Rudebwoy's
You know you can't f*ck with us
Finnessin' all these foes man
We dem boyz firin' all the shots
out, or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grandmama
The bitch ain't done, she still lives
Straite, who are you...It's I.Q. ...taking
These crews out by twos making moves to confuse....who could
Refuse the
Flave the way we shape it like
divided by two
And if I don't pull in the Benz
Then I'm-a pull up in the cool
Yeah, when even I ain't got no whip
It don't mean I can't even move
'Cause I
of grafftertism
cnd magazines had hobbies and patterns in them
In notts
I used to read RTN a lot
Shop non stop at com bridge for plays and my pen tops
LE2, I read
take it anywhere
Verse 1:
Let's play big bank take lil' bank/A couple cornish hens stashed by the gas tank/And the way a ni**a live I deserve a ex/I'm
the news shit (Channel 2)
I'm on that come through gangbang, on your crew shit
F-fuck nigga, you lose lips
I don't even think you'll shoot shit (nope)
lampin' inside of a Mercedes
Benz with sheepskin interior
And two fifteens, and to rip means to get creamed
I'm large as a hippopotamus, trip, I gotta
Nammen uncommon
Doubt monkey polish
My twenty-three’s lean over a cobra motor milligram bender
Book novelty
A tip lives prior to clippin'
a fresh start like im Back in game
Like in back with the caine
But I love mary jane
New mark twain
Meets the old lil wayne
This good music but I need two
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