[Hook 1: Suffa]
As we proceed (as we pro-) to get you what you need (to get you what you need)
As we proceed (as we pro-) to get you what you need (get you what you need)
[Verse 1: Suffa]
Like we always do about this time, ink lines for the sick rhyme inclined
It’s grimy shit but naught that can’t be fixed with a little bit of spitshine
Big time like Frankie in Vegas, inspiring like Ali and Frazier
Spit it out till we spilling out on to the street start a party up with our neighbours
I’d rather be part of your playlist, than ever be part of the A-list
Harness the energy, heart of a pedigree with the scars of a sadist
I go so hard on the pavement; I go so far with my statements
That I don’t know where they end and where I start it’s all part of game it’s
The farthest I’ve came since I started to play it, I spar with these artists, the heartless and brainless
We’re harnessed by chains that are hard to escape and you change then they label us bastards or traitors
They’re charlatans, they’re haters, they start on us but they’re fake as
Our parliament, but don’t be disheartened by them pardon their failures
If we don’t forgive our enemies, we’ll crawl the walls like centipedes
Burn our energy like fossil fuels and fuel our own damn effigy
And we’ll all burn like Hennessey, so keep on then and step with me
John Lennon let it be, dead the beef like abattoirs, before these scavengers tear at me
[Hook 2: Suffa]
I’ve been waiting to come back
Like where the hell is the show?
Like a balloon on a thumbtack
Getting ready to blow
I’ve been waiting to come back
Like where the hell is the show?
Like a balloon on a thumbtack
Getting ready to blow
As we proceed (as we pro-) to get you what you need (to get you what you need)
As we proceed (as we pro-) to get you what you need (get you what you need)
[Verse 1: Suffa]
Like we always do about this time, ink lines for the sick rhyme inclined
It’s grimy shit but naught that can’t be fixed with a little bit of spitshine
Big time like Frankie in Vegas, inspiring like Ali and Frazier
Spit it out till we spilling out on to the street start a party up with our neighbours
I’d rather be part of your playlist, than ever be part of the A-list
Harness the energy, heart of a pedigree with the scars of a sadist
I go so hard on the pavement; I go so far with my statements
That I don’t know where they end and where I start it’s all part of game it’s
The farthest I’ve came since I started to play it, I spar with these artists, the heartless and brainless
We’re harnessed by chains that are hard to escape and you change then they label us bastards or traitors
They’re charlatans, they’re haters, they start on us but they’re fake as
Our parliament, but don’t be disheartened by them pardon their failures
If we don’t forgive our enemies, we’ll crawl the walls like centipedes
Burn our energy like fossil fuels and fuel our own damn effigy
And we’ll all burn like Hennessey, so keep on then and step with me
John Lennon let it be, dead the beef like abattoirs, before these scavengers tear at me
[Hook 2: Suffa]
I’ve been waiting to come back
Like where the hell is the show?
Like a balloon on a thumbtack
Getting ready to blow
I’ve been waiting to come back
Like where the hell is the show?
Like a balloon on a thumbtack
Getting ready to blow
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