Lyrics:
BlackSmith all day, Jean Greezy on the way
Followed by Steady gang, that's how we doin' it, yeah
Eardrum, yo, all you wack MCs go sit down somewhere
on me
Llow it
Netflix and chill was on my list of heavy priorities
Man got lazy as time went by
Had no Ps and couldn’t call home
Marj was skeptic man was
destiny
I put the pen to the pad, use the gifts I received
Put my life on the line, this shit bigger than me
I'm not a rapper though, I just look the part
losing something that you Hold tight
Lost sight on the stage strong till you feel me
I don't know that you got to get it till you bill me
Life line
between Vibe XXII and life
You can cut the tension with a knife
Realizing my worth and what I bring to the table
Nowadays I want everything I'm owed, no
with a sound I dress down
But keep it formal, fit with a frown
Cuz life sucks but love is beautiful
World is cold just like a funeral
Get your hearts in
flew by
I could draw my mans gyal in two lines
2'2's manna gonna hear that she 2 timed
Cheat code, manna gonna hear that she cheating
Jeet that but I'm
a loft in his house
I'm quiet as a mouse in my private life
But on the mic I'm sharp as a knife I
Slice open MC's this a live autopsy
Send everyone ain't
a strange love
(This is such a strange love)
You're in my line of fire
Locked and load the beat of light
Just like the love and mc Turry
And bring me back
and figure out how we'll push past the line dividing between our dreams and real life
I'm snapping oh my, crack open the sky
Look in god in the eyes, he'll nod
Since age of 9, this was design
Math sucked, but my literature was fine
Spelling test words, I would use in my lines
Had this whispering voice in
I set if off by letting you know that I can flow to many beats
Similar to flu so freely
And you can say I'm getting kind of greedy
But so what 'cause
On the street with the chrome
So you won't make it home
I be killin MC by the bunches
I'm be the one that droppin
All them deadly punches
[2x]
[Knightowl]
I'm
Know what I mean? (I scream)
Build me (me)
Kill me (me)
We consider fresh sound play we seek frighteningly close to extinct
My life line is
I still run these MC's
Nigga got a bad attitude, I got that from Eazy-E (that's NWA)
Haffa go get some trees, then I go get some beats
I used
many MC's, but I don't gain no weight
The number one chief rocka, clean out yo' rap lockers
I'm as stiff as a board, y'all more shook than maracas
But
I'm just a nigga that's playing
Don't mean to bring up old shit home girl but I'm just saying
You love the fast life
Got all that weed, got all that
careful
Do what you wanna, as you please, as you dare to It's your life, if you can't be good, then be careful
Questions for the angels, are answered by
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
Young Gotti, I don't play no games
Feelin' Beyonce about to make her _Say My Name_
I'm your radio baby in stereo baby
G-dubulous fast Gotti to drive
An MC with bad habit's I am, I see
A mic and I grab it, so scary, ain't it?
I'm comin' raw with no corrections
Savin' all perfections for what I
Do with
yours hell
Yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)
My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up
Yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh)
Yo baby momma get fucked by
stations cause (Cuz) they not ours
Couch potatoes get fried by radiation that scatters
Double-time on the counter, I'm a hundred kinds above the line
That
years old recording on cassette tapes
The life we chose hell naw my nigga that shit chose us
Life a bitch she know who the best is she chose up
The God MC
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