積分
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kirk Knight
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kirlan Labarrie
Songwriter:in
Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott
Songwriter:in
Dimitri Simms
Songwriter:in
Antonio Lewis
Songwriter:in
Erick Elliott
Songwriter:in
La'Reonte Wright
Songwriter:in
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Look
Of course like no meal, watch it, keep my eyes peeled, reveal
Watching five connection is too real
Word is bond, positive and negative
Black executives like Abe, just five worth of his sedatives
Ill, never fishy, I never understood
The ugly ones with the jewels or the yarmulke
[Verse 2]
Don't get clapped through the monitors
But what's in store?
She said, BJ, yeah, just for all of us
Industry chicks get crazy for a little tip
Hennessy and wine glass lying, say they only took a little sip
[Verse 3]
Y'all look cute but a **** just a crazy one
Life and whiskey, take it with a grain of salt
Cats like us stay miscellaneous
Don't forget, watch it, protect your neck, stop it
Before you get stomped and we light it up, keep it ultra violent
Consider the key that's the fine us, ****
[Verse 4]
Everything was good until reality struck
Never thought reality could cut me deep like a fatality cut
A fake salary like we ain't eating that green
Mama, my dream be king and I'ma be honored
[Verse 5]
But I'm beyond it
Not being a sapien, I'm a supreme being when I be rhyming
Outshining the Muhammads and the 'Bamas
'Cause I'm a Brooklyn bomber, bringing the drama
Start tuning your timers, no Hakuna Matata
Wake up that goon or your medulla oblongata
[Verse 6]
Stop thinking what your tinking with, hold your bladder
Save the blabber, roll the J with some grabber
Take a plane to Allah with the shit that I'm supplying
Or put you on the road to Zion, no lying
Your flow tiring, I'm a flow tyrant
The best with the grip to your neck, no violence
The best with the grip to your neck, no violence
[Verse 7]
Live from the underground, peep the style
Wild motherfucker, golden smile
Tryna stay level headed, hold shit down
Walk around, no crown, champion bound
[Verse 8]
Flatbush raised me, the drug game paid me
Yo bitch, I'm blazing and smoking in the same speed
Bust up in her mouth, peace, ****, there's no seeds
Steady toking green, walking with a lean
Life ain't, life ain't always what it seems
Never gave a fuck, good at getting out my dreams
[Verse 9]
Beast Coast, we been here, permanent ink flow
Got the choppers, pop your partners, fill 'em up like empanadas
Young man, any given day could be your last
Elevate your mind, intertwine visions from the sky
We heaven sent, Zombie, motherfucker, for president
Your wack ass music, little ****, irrelevant
[Verse 10]
Hash oil and joints, my ball pen on point
You clown **** is doinks, see, we don't fuck with pol-ice
/Nah, we don't fuck with the oinks, swank what my **** say
[Verse 11]
Treal what my **** say, click clack blaow
Grip steel what my **** say, sometimes I wanna boil 'em
And die or disintegrate, sometimes I wanna reach for
The sky, yo, levitate, elevate
[Verse 12]
Success in my spliff, shit, you might want take a hit of this
At least get some contact, ****, take a whiff of this
These rap bitches sensitive like my bitch's clitoris
Vivid like Tarantino, cinemas with synonyms
You ever met God? Well, shit, ****, I feel like Him
Shrooms and some helium, dancing on the ceiling
[Verse 13]
High pitching, I'm Doc Ellis
I'm in dirty white denim, Polo mock sweater
You are not that better
Your shit not venom, I spit hot peppers, bitch
[Verse 14]
I really think I'm high up on the brim, knowledge infinite
Tell your friend, send it, I will dial in
String shorty's violin
That means I'm a player for a sucker, not a goddess
God's got my back but the Devil's got my eyelids
[Verse 15]
Stumble up to the throne, still high off the high shit
Never got the pass but I pass for a pastor
Freeform thinker, move crowds with my chapters
Not a funny actor, I'm backwards
[Verse 16]
I orchestrate through the past like Mashburn
Heat for the Knicks, end of the spliff
Marijuana fine cut, like a boob on a bitch
Since a younger man, in my younger days
[Verse 17]
I was dazed by the days I didn't do what I say
Now I'm determined to reign
Fuck bitches and fame, I'd rather remain paid
Rich in the mind, ****, keep your change
Rich in the mind, ****, keep your change
[Verse 18]
Yo, fellow ****, mind wounded, a rhyme student
Ignorant, grew up in it but 'fined to it
Moms knew it, Dad wasn't around for it
A bomb to it, my voice is just like the sound of it
[Verse 19]
**** ducking, I'm looking over they noggin
You'll never be the hottest, you nothing more than a Robin
False information, lost and I'm wasted
This should be the time that you **** should get it popping
[Verse 20]
Told 'em I was in here, I ain't never been here
Fuck it, I'ma put this knowledge to his bucket
Hating on me, tuck it
You and Latoya Luckett
You a sucker in disguise, I can see it in your structure
[Verse 21]
OGs, give me game and it's all me
Smoke weed, meditate and be on key
Never no beginner, I'm finishing every sentence
We the reason these new **** is looking vintage
[Verse 22]
Making my entrance, clear the path
**** better get it right or I'ma have these fuck **** feeling bad
Joey Bad, Kirk Knight, the worst night
You ever seen a Flatbush Zombie in real life?
Walking the dead off the head in disguise
Of a educated man's third eye, word
Written by: Antonio Lewis, Dimitri Simms, Erick Elliott, Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott, Kirlan Labarrie, La'Reonte Wright
