[Intro]
Alright
Heard this shit like one time before, this beat
Check, uh, look, get it
[Verse 1]
Split it with my niggas 'cause what's mines is ours
Only way you multiply if you divide the power
Grind for hours, fronto, piney, sour
Why the fuck you think this nigga Cole was high for hours?
Why the fuck you think they got me out the slums of Atlanta?
'Cause J.I.D a computer, boy, I come with the data
Cool, keeping my balance, stumbled over a carcass
Smooth drink from a chalice, let me cook, I'm an artist
You can never see me, I b-ring the noise
Fuck your haha's and hehe's, you see, we deploy
Couldn't read me if he W.E.B Du Bois
Nigga cease-cease your voice 'fore we lea-leak your boy
Peep me, J.I.D be on your TV, my girl skeewee
My weed kiwi, my dreads tipi, my oil tea tree
Wake the game up, them boys sleepy
A rose grew from concrete, soil, and feces
Hear me clear 'cause I don't really like to repeat it
Your favorite rapper gets control-alt-deleted
He sees it, she sees it, nigga, we seize the moment
Please show me my opponent, motherfucker
My dad gave me the swag, God gave me the voice
I said you niggas play it like we gave you a choice
Just watch how the game play, don't play with them boys
They breath stankin', hand shakin' and moist
Must avoid, gun blast such a joyful noise
Pick your poison, pick your squad of boys and vandalize some stores
Five, four, trey, deuce, one, Jesus son
Make nooses or shake loose 'cause you can die from a gun
Gay guys do drive-bys—that's a Fruit Roll-Up
And I ain't homophobe, but look, my gun a blower
Tryna turn my city to the modern Sodom, Gomorrah
They sneak dissin' but they will not take a shot at the boy, yuh
Never Oscar de la Hoya, I'm like Ali with it
I got this .357, I got this weed with me
And it's crazy because I'm up in NYC with it
Won't catch me with it, Plaxico Beezy, shit
I ain't Lil Weezy, but that nigga inspired my dreams
So word to him, Jay, Nas, 'Ye, Kenny, and D
But watch this guillotine flow, slice the head of her king
Kings cool, kamikaze, J.I.D step on the scene
Just like somebody has awoken a Kraken out the cave
Crackin' a box, and I lock in intemperate rage
I was down in my socks and intoxicated in the rain
'Cause my rhymes wasn't getting to the people from the page
I took my piggy bank, came back to the A with a felony charge
Penning if I don't pay the state
Pendulum swing, swang, swung, knocked me across my face
Realizations of not becoming anythin'
Kinda funny 'cause it's like a fuckin' dungeon in my brain
Put a noose around my neck, let that bungee cord hang
Call upon the Lord mane, I need run support
Or a magic wand, maybe Dumbledore
To help me out, then get me out this damn revolving door
The hell we 'bout to do I'm 'bout to just jump off the porch
I know I'm bound to make it, boy, I'm the cow manure
Megatron with the puns, I'm like the Calvin boy
Saddle the cattle niggas down for the battle, it ends one or two ways in the ground or the gavel
Gravel under my toes, thinking the time I’ve done traveled
Mind over matter, not with the chatter, you running my data, black of the blacker
Niggas act up, and act as if the reaction to happenings hella tragic
But it's part of the pattern
Paddy cake in her face and she freebasing and scraping it off the plate
On that white, 'cause that green being tested by the state
On this mic so I formulate the method every day
What you like, what you wanna hear, I show you how it's made
On this Hen' straight, fuck a beer, see a slim waist and her friend
I could probably cover two like a buccaneer
Alright
Heard this shit like one time before, this beat
Check, uh, look, get it
[Verse 1]
Split it with my niggas 'cause what's mines is ours
Only way you multiply if you divide the power
Grind for hours, fronto, piney, sour
Why the fuck you think this nigga Cole was high for hours?
Why the fuck you think they got me out the slums of Atlanta?
'Cause J.I.D a computer, boy, I come with the data
Cool, keeping my balance, stumbled over a carcass
Smooth drink from a chalice, let me cook, I'm an artist
You can never see me, I b-ring the noise
Fuck your haha's and hehe's, you see, we deploy
Couldn't read me if he W.E.B Du Bois
Nigga cease-cease your voice 'fore we lea-leak your boy
Peep me, J.I.D be on your TV, my girl skeewee
My weed kiwi, my dreads tipi, my oil tea tree
Wake the game up, them boys sleepy
A rose grew from concrete, soil, and feces
Hear me clear 'cause I don't really like to repeat it
Your favorite rapper gets control-alt-deleted
He sees it, she sees it, nigga, we seize the moment
Please show me my opponent, motherfucker
My dad gave me the swag, God gave me the voice
I said you niggas play it like we gave you a choice
Just watch how the game play, don't play with them boys
They breath stankin', hand shakin' and moist
Must avoid, gun blast such a joyful noise
Pick your poison, pick your squad of boys and vandalize some stores
Five, four, trey, deuce, one, Jesus son
Make nooses or shake loose 'cause you can die from a gun
Gay guys do drive-bys—that's a Fruit Roll-Up
And I ain't homophobe, but look, my gun a blower
Tryna turn my city to the modern Sodom, Gomorrah
They sneak dissin' but they will not take a shot at the boy, yuh
Never Oscar de la Hoya, I'm like Ali with it
I got this .357, I got this weed with me
And it's crazy because I'm up in NYC with it
Won't catch me with it, Plaxico Beezy, shit
I ain't Lil Weezy, but that nigga inspired my dreams
So word to him, Jay, Nas, 'Ye, Kenny, and D
But watch this guillotine flow, slice the head of her king
Kings cool, kamikaze, J.I.D step on the scene
Just like somebody has awoken a Kraken out the cave
Crackin' a box, and I lock in intemperate rage
I was down in my socks and intoxicated in the rain
'Cause my rhymes wasn't getting to the people from the page
I took my piggy bank, came back to the A with a felony charge
Penning if I don't pay the state
Pendulum swing, swang, swung, knocked me across my face
Realizations of not becoming anythin'
Kinda funny 'cause it's like a fuckin' dungeon in my brain
Put a noose around my neck, let that bungee cord hang
Call upon the Lord mane, I need run support
Or a magic wand, maybe Dumbledore
To help me out, then get me out this damn revolving door
The hell we 'bout to do I'm 'bout to just jump off the porch
I know I'm bound to make it, boy, I'm the cow manure
Megatron with the puns, I'm like the Calvin boy
Saddle the cattle niggas down for the battle, it ends one or two ways in the ground or the gavel
Gravel under my toes, thinking the time I’ve done traveled
Mind over matter, not with the chatter, you running my data, black of the blacker
Niggas act up, and act as if the reaction to happenings hella tragic
But it's part of the pattern
Paddy cake in her face and she freebasing and scraping it off the plate
On that white, 'cause that green being tested by the state
On this mic so I formulate the method every day
What you like, what you wanna hear, I show you how it's made
On this Hen' straight, fuck a beer, see a slim waist and her friend
I could probably cover two like a buccaneer
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