Rocket Chamber Tony Yayo (Ft. Lloyd Banks)
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[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Uh
I'm headed up again, hatin' just fuels my rocket chamber
Few niggas clone the flow, happy to be my doppelganger
A pocket stainless, cool ticket hung on my closet hangers
Forgot he's famous, disconnected from hip-hop for ages
Entered the crew, hood Olympics, bought off the block, courageous
Takin' over again, walkin' you through the hostage spaces
Cut out the cages, twenty-one flips of deposit pages
Won't nominate us? Throw cherry bombs at the commentators
Queens empowerеd,cooking for my b-day, send a green piñata
Team shotta, you eithеr wish to rap, ball, or dream of powder
Leanin' tower, fuck 'bout a rapper
Which of them keys allow us?
Screams and hollers, what is the likelihood I'ma breathe my flowers? (Yeah, yeah)
Life will reveal itself, won't be the same, your back gon' clip
Gotta keep pushin', bring out the vehicle that the cap goes with
Pray for a miracle, full recovery has to fix
Niggas outta reality, comin' up with a asterisk (Uh)
You listen close, you hear the numbers callin' (Numbers callin')
Lackin' the interest, day is shortened, no time of day for the unimportant
You trust a bitch, you either shoot or snortin' (Snortin')
Karma been on my case for years now we finally made a truce this mornin' (Truce this mornin')
[Pre-Verse: Tony Yayo]
Me and karma made a truce this mornin'
Me and karma made a truce this mornin', hah
(Me and karma made a truce this mornin')
Uh
I'm headed up again, hatin' just fuels my rocket chamber
Few niggas clone the flow, happy to be my doppelganger
A pocket stainless, cool ticket hung on my closet hangers
Forgot he's famous, disconnected from hip-hop for ages
Entered the crew, hood Olympics, bought off the block, courageous
Takin' over again, walkin' you through the hostage spaces
Cut out the cages, twenty-one flips of deposit pages
Won't nominate us? Throw cherry bombs at the commentators
Queens empowerеd,cooking for my b-day, send a green piñata
Team shotta, you eithеr wish to rap, ball, or dream of powder
Leanin' tower, fuck 'bout a rapper
Which of them keys allow us?
Screams and hollers, what is the likelihood I'ma breathe my flowers? (Yeah, yeah)
Life will reveal itself, won't be the same, your back gon' clip
Gotta keep pushin', bring out the vehicle that the cap goes with
Pray for a miracle, full recovery has to fix
Niggas outta reality, comin' up with a asterisk (Uh)
You listen close, you hear the numbers callin' (Numbers callin')
Lackin' the interest, day is shortened, no time of day for the unimportant
You trust a bitch, you either shoot or snortin' (Snortin')
Karma been on my case for years now we finally made a truce this mornin' (Truce this mornin')
[Pre-Verse: Tony Yayo]
Me and karma made a truce this mornin'
Me and karma made a truce this mornin', hah
(Me and karma made a truce this mornin')
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