Pitchfork Selector Freestyle Pro Era (Ft. Capital STEEZ, Chuck Strangers, CJ Fly, Dirty Sanchez 47, Joey Bada$$ & Kirk Knight)
[Verse 1: Joey BADA$$]
First of all, Mr. Cooper
On these beats you need to make it feel more super
We need it like duper
MF DOOM or Lord Finesse?
Don’t know
Come through bring the fucking floss to your chest
It’s too much flaws in this shit, not even my style
I’m the type to might go wild, the golden child
From the BK borough, this shit is not thorough
I don’t like this beat
Make another one tomorrow
[Verse 2: Dirty Sanchez]
The room smell like buddah so light up some incense
And I’m worried about my future ‘cause my past was intense
Now a guys careers buzzing, cuz they think he’s insects
Pair of mid class bitches, have em cummin in sex
But they ours, sweet dreams, smoking sours, picking white
Bitches like flowers, gave Kelly a golden shower
With an R im over your head like I’m on to the next
These bitches is fucking me over and over again
[Verse 3: Chuck Strangers]
You can me Chuck but it's Charles to these hoes
The only fucking stranger that everybody knows
Man, life’s great
Me and my niggas fresher than ya
Kicks on release date, for Pete’s sakes, we in it
We told a friend to tell a friend now that strangers shit's a trend
Not a lifestyle or a movement, just some plans
That we drew up, used to be Che, but I grew up
Now meet Chuck Strangers, the motherfucking screw up
First of all, Mr. Cooper
On these beats you need to make it feel more super
We need it like duper
MF DOOM or Lord Finesse?
Don’t know
Come through bring the fucking floss to your chest
It’s too much flaws in this shit, not even my style
I’m the type to might go wild, the golden child
From the BK borough, this shit is not thorough
I don’t like this beat
Make another one tomorrow
[Verse 2: Dirty Sanchez]
The room smell like buddah so light up some incense
And I’m worried about my future ‘cause my past was intense
Now a guys careers buzzing, cuz they think he’s insects
Pair of mid class bitches, have em cummin in sex
But they ours, sweet dreams, smoking sours, picking white
Bitches like flowers, gave Kelly a golden shower
With an R im over your head like I’m on to the next
These bitches is fucking me over and over again
[Verse 3: Chuck Strangers]
You can me Chuck but it's Charles to these hoes
The only fucking stranger that everybody knows
Man, life’s great
Me and my niggas fresher than ya
Kicks on release date, for Pete’s sakes, we in it
We told a friend to tell a friend now that strangers shit's a trend
Not a lifestyle or a movement, just some plans
That we drew up, used to be Che, but I grew up
Now meet Chuck Strangers, the motherfucking screw up
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