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lirik lagu t-top vs. eazy the block captain – urltv

[round 1: t*top]
i saw dawg
i don’t give a f*ck about this battle
cause beasley begged for this look n*gga
career wise you didn’t do enough for this battle
if it wasn’t for my bag and my fans, i wouldn’t have showed up for this battle
but since i’m up on caffeine, sh*t i’m stuck with this battle
and we got bizzy versus the block captain?
well this gon’ be easy
on the way here we saw a dead dog in the street
i said, “this…gon’ be eazy.”
believe me
but they said they want that old top
that skeert skeeert, whippin’ the pot over the stovetop
i*95 so much i made the road hot
the first time i prayed to the lord was during a roadblock
sellin’ quarter keys, makin’ ’bout 8 grand a unit
you was a block boy that would shave grams for movin’
i used to rap ’bout the same sh*t, ’til i realized that game plan was stupid
pushin’ rock to make fire, that’s so easy (eazy) a cave man could do it
are you stupid?
i told y’all my grandmother a christian and she don’t play
h*ll, had me sunday school every weekend, we had some great meals
then she heard i got pounds for the low and that’s somethin’ she ain’t take well
like, “how you go from eatin’ good in the church to havin’ plate sales?”
i spray sh*lls
b*tch i grew up in the worst environment
while you was on your job site i had work beside me
i made it snow everyday, it was the perfect climate
even had a connect on the scripts like cursive writing
i’m talkin’ weight stuffin’, plate bustin’
sellin’ that same sh*t that tempted dave ruffin
you can come and fool them with all that fake hustlin’
talkin’ ’bout he was cookin’ as a kid
yeah eazy (easy), bake ovens
you straight frontin’
so if you got a question ’bout the trap, smack, i got every answer
we don’t really need the block like barry sanders
my n*ggas vampin’, and it’s gon’ lead to a stakeout
if yo’ family in the crib, you still gettin’ chased down
i’ma put you in the trunk, drive him to one of my play’s house
see, it was too hard to k!ll him in front of everybody, so i took eazy (easy) way out
just to spray rounds
i’m talkin’ long dezzy, your squad ready?
well they get crossed over like marbury
see i just came to get the captain crunch’ed
but oops! they all buried (berry)
you watch movies, right?
well just think of tom hanks when i back him down
i be like, “look at me. look at me. dawg i’m the captain now.”
let you tell it, all yo’ homies locked up and you gotta do wild visits
but you the one in yo’ crew that was fo’ pound grippin’
you here, they gone, we wanna know how n*gga
cause if the ship sink the captain supposed to go down with ’em
now he gon’ say, “i did my time because of my homeboys.”
be a man about it b*tch, that was your own choice
you supposed to not get caught, that was the whole point
now you wiz khalifa, the only n*gga that’s braggin’ about the joint
speakin’ of jail, why you always tell us you got locked up for street sh*t
but don’t never mention how you got locked up for child support?
out here backin’ up yo’ n*ggas but won’t even give yo’ child support
see that gave me the wildest thought
like, “dawg, he really doin’ damage.”
cause you said you had to braid yo’ daughter hair and trap at the same time, you know, micro manage
i understand it
that’s why it’s no need to come and flex with him
cause i had to trap with my daughter too for them extra ends
me and my cousin had xanax on the table, baby girl didn’t question sh*t
she thought we was playin’ dolls cause bar be (barbi) next to kin (ken)
i sold crack, work harder than a mexican
coke and water? they smoked it off a pepsi can
this wasn’t even yo’ departure
but i told smack, “you still gotta pay my cash.”
he told me to find a rival (arrival) if i wanna claim my bag
around this time you was startin’ to take off, but he really couldn’t afford the gas
p ain’t like him, that’s when they got bored (board) and passed
they broke his spirit, url made him buy his own tickets
he watched his buddy pass and had to stand by (standby) on his own mission
now they united, they finally got him onboard with it
see, y’all don’t even know who the captain really is, y’all just fly along wit’ it
oh, i’m on with it
they got him feelin’ sh*ll shocked more
i used to terrorize my hood until 12 got called
he just tryin’ to convince y’all that he sell rocks more
f*ckin’ mc gusto
beasley, what you tryin’ to sell (cell) block for (4)?
i watched them try to gentry my hood
i’m tryin’ to see how much they sell block’s for
and i trap, tryin’ to see how much they sell block’s for
so many bricks in my crib, i can sell block four
ran off on the plug that’s what i got my cell blocked for
bro, i came here talkin’ my life and i ain’t care what was acceptable
my babysitter watched me and i watched her burn the residue
so that’s why us street rappers got a hard time protectin’ you
cause how you the block captain when that twork got the best of you?
concrete n*gga
[round 1: eazy the block captain]
i find it highly disrespectful that you glorify a life that you put no pain in
and i hate it
but for the people who don’t know no better it sound amazing
cause your voice raspy and ya cadence
but the facts you be spittin’ is tainted
talkin’ ’bout you flip bricks
n*gga, we supposed to be the best rappers in the world and you can’t even realistically come up with no fake sh*t
what if i told you my mom taught me how to cook so we got different accomplishments when i say, “look mama i made it.”
what if i told you that you can buy a band for everybody in nwx
pull my rap sh*t and i still got my cases
n*gga we don’t even do perjury charges, that mean we gotta take back a statement
water proof the murder outfit so when the blood drop it don’t stain it
n*gga ya arrogance offends me
i blame the old head who raised him
cause i would’ve caught cancer in the youngin’, i would’ve caught him at the early stages
yeah let’s get back to the basics, i don’t even get it
this n*gga not even realistic when he got it in
talkin’ ’bout he got more fiends and more fiends
how i’m supposed to believe you sold 50 bricks when you a b*tch and mitch died for 14?
n*gga how many grams is in a brick?
hah?
how many ounces in that sh*t?
n*gga you don’t even know, you a disgrace to me
it’s all make believe
i blame the people that you make believe
the lie is in the detail, the detail is important though
like when you was playing playstation i served my first plate and hopped in “story mode”
n*gga you seen movies and bottled it
or maybe it’s ya brother life that you acknowledge…who knows?
but if you really knew the end game to this sh*t
you would talk like you got some common sense
n*gga you rap it with confidence, talk down on n*gga’s accomplishments
this t n*gga be gossiping
the year you did 106 & park, talkin’ about trappin’…i was in jail reaping the consequence
n*gga it’s not just rappin’
i’m projectin’, it’s an image, it’s just graphic
elementary, before i even knew coke had a grade it was satisfaction
watch my old heads throw the lad in (aladdin)
[?] put the dope in jasmine
if i gotta tell you that’s rice then you’ve never boiled with the bag in
n*gga, who can vouch for this n*gga?
cause your street certification is void
you might rap like us, look like us, but you not us, you a decoy
if n*ggas buyin’ it, i’m sellin’ it
they lovin’ it that i’m baggin’ up the joy
one time, the coke moved faster than the dope
anatomy, the girl developed faster than the boy
that’s not the life for you n*gga
i wish we could switch criminal records so i can enlighten you
all that king sh*t become anguish, all the stories of the blood i shed is what’s excitin’ you
you up now, deals, grills, not even knowin’ it’s the money that make you likeable
ironic, how you from north carolina but i’m the one who took the white and blew (blue)
n*gga you talk, more than my chick
you the definition of every time you land a haymaker, you a b*tch
n*gga i know you got some sh*t about du, guess what? i don’t give a f*ck
cause you’se a f*ckin’ coward
she won’t even get offended from a b*tch ass n*gga who throw water bottles
it’s always du this and du that
’til i’m the n*gga that gotta get disrespectful and change the line
you know that best friend goals video that’s circling around?
it was three d*ckheads in it
vague, rex and ya baby mom
n*gga honor, is what i was raised on
loyalty is what i got my name on
so i leave all them fake ass angles up to you, i’m straight forward
n*gga, this ain’t the battle for that spiritual or lyrical sh*t
this that battle is i know what type of n*gga you is
first time i cooked it looked like mayonnaise and i thought i had a miracle whip
you know what’s worse than being a criminal?
lying about being a criminal
all that lyin’ (lion) gon’ get the bear stripped down to the bare minimal
y’all know if i lined up my squad for you to get robbed and i find nothin’….
ooooouw, i swear to god bro i’m gonna be trippin’
i’m gonna take top, beat him the f*ck up ’til somethin’ break that wasn’t even in the mission
n*gga you generate views for somethin’ you is not n*gga
not on my watch n*gga
upstate we would’ve called you “melvin” ain’t n0body callin’ you “top” up top n*gga
you ain’t never played hop scotch n*gga
then you would know it’s only two options to this
either a number or a box n*gga
now rap d*ckhead
[round 2: t*top]
i said yo
i seen ya little tournament n*gga
yeah sh*t was straight
heard you been out for eight years now
guess we was late
you seen what i did to chess in our tournament, right?
now he a plate
and this one here?
should be just as easy (eazy) as a piece of cake
b’s a snake
he prolly told you this was gonna be one of yo’ big plates
so much attention around this joint you can promote yo’ mixtape
i should’ve had roc or calicoe on this card, i would’ve been straight
now y’all got me hot so i’m comin’ for cal’, e and tay (caliente)
you a jail n*gga, right?
you be walkin’ with the big shanks
brawlin’ wit’ the inmates
well get shot from all angles like you comin’ back from intake
b*tch wait
you said i backed out the battle cause i was scared?
oh yeah i heard that sh*t eazy talkin’
but why would i sit and (sitting) duck when he’s an easy (eazy) target
i had covid*19, i was wheezing, coughin’
couldn’t breathe at all for like weeks along
didn’t know if i would see tomor’
i went from lemon squeeze to squeezin’ lemons in my tea and all
researching different ways to shake a fever off
you don’t think i wanted the rest of my money bro?
that was christmas cash for my team involved
had me feelin’ like a neglectful pet owner
sh*t i couldn’t even feed my dawgs (dogs)
so i still had to trap with corona and never panicked
i prayed the pounds down with sanitizer before i ever handed
had to toss the bag six feet, i didn’t let ’em chance it
and to tell the truth, those was the cleanest haymakers that i ever landed
b*tch i’m heavy handed
if you just give me the money you’ll be preventing a robbery
i’m talkin’ yayo and banks, i got a fifth on the side of me
i’ll k!ll the whole crib since they livin’ in poverty
i mean, even block kids; parental advisory
now i’m givin’ out bigger portions when i split it with the gang
you should know, you wear glasses, the vision ain’t the same
he a lame
wanna prove he sell dope so bad he prolly go live while he be in the trap
you f*ckin’ snitch, you even got t**th like a rat
i told ’em $10,000 up front and i’ll take minnie mouse
or it’s gonna be f*ckin’ with my pride homie
i mean before i battle a rat y’all coulda at least drop a dime on me
i sold pies homie, even cooked it into a bunch of rocks
sold it at my brother’s spot
now*a*days i drive the h*ll cat with the stutter box
speakin’ of stutter box…how you rap clean but when you talk always stutter ock?
i mean, it be like you wanna start yo’ words but then you wanna stop
n*gga be stuttering over here
you know, stuttering over there
ain’t know if he wanted to take this battle
y*y*you even stuttered in your career
listen here, i don’t wanna hear i’m fat and look like ruben studdard from a dude that stutter
you right, i heard hurricane du ya lover
question is; do ya love her?
cause twork had her in a room with brothers ’bout to remove the cover
he said, “under that robe that ass was lookin’ smooth as b*tter.”
dawg, we all seen the look in yo’ eyes, it was another shame moment
that man told you to yo’ face that he f*cked and came on it
he even let his goonies come and run a train on it
he tried to save you from drowning but you ain’t take the hurricane warning
now he sick every time he see a motel 6
he get airbnb, b*tch ain’t been in a motel since
and i heard you ’bout to marry the b*tch
well i ain’t happy for you
i hope everything du do (doo doo) be nasty for you
cause twork wasn’t the first one to hit he was just who got next
bro i can point her bodies out for a two block stretch
i catch y’all at that court room gettin’ married, i don’t care if i got two shots left
i k!ll you in front of her and the judge, yeah that’s something i let du(e) process
okay, i’m over du
it’s like we fightin’ for ya b*tch, this ass whoopin’ was over du(e)
and i remember she was homeless too
okay you gotta peep the language
she used to live with troy martin on one of them freak arrangements
it was cold out at night, he let her get the couch while the heat was crankin’
but then he kicked her out the crib cause her feet was stankin’
bro! we know yo’ b*tch bro!
and i don’t even gotta doubt the beast
we know how many n*ggas done came in yo’ b*tch but we can’t even count the skeets
and that’s the same place you go and put yo’ mouth to feast
eatin’ out all these n*gga’s kids, but can’t even take yo’ kids out to eat
other than that, he just like me in battle rap
i could’ve told you how cold it would get
you came in the game talkin’ ’bout the coke that you flip and all the dope and the bricks
but the older you get, you realize your flow gonna switch
he like, “top how you noticing this?”
cause you’re just like me
even down to n*gga’s exposin’ ya b*tch
but see, if i was gone for three years i would’ve stayed on the shelf
and told you that when n*ggas tell you to ya face it’ll melt
i’m prolly the only one in the culture that know the way that you felt
so of course he took this battle, there’s a lot of sh*t you wanna say to yourself
now go ahead and say it yourself
[round 2: eazy the block captain]
i know what kind of n*gga you is
you’se an opportunist
never had nothin’ finally have somethin’ now you don’t want to lose it
so you back bite any n*gga in ya path cause you wanna be the leader of ya movement
that’s a fact n*gga
for example, that r streetz sh*t, why you do it?

[t*top] wasn’t my crew
[etbc] why’d you do it?!
[t*top] he’s not in my crew
[etbc] why’d you do it?!
[t*top] he’s not my crew

[eazy the block captain]
that brizz sh*t is so confusin’
n*gga you sh*t on swamp every chance you get, n*gga you a judas
if my tec jam, i got trouble shootin’
come to the crib, strip everybody down, n*gga but you knew this (nudist)
i got bars too stupid
they tell me the lease is up, i pack a gun and say, “where we movin’?”
i studied you, peeped the moves
picked through every story that you were speakin’ through
it’s a lot of anglin’ cause them trap bars is parallel to what you not equal to
and that’s why i get mad as sh*t
cause what y’all think is progress is you runnin’ out of movie drug bars so you had to switch
n*gga think about it
besides them bum ass angles you barely good n*gga
you talk down on somebody havin’ a job and goin’ to school
that’s how i know you not no hood n*gga
cause ask any trap n*gga who make a bag
we tell the youngs to go to school, get a job, don’t chase the fam’
but we do not look down on somebody who choose to take that path
you assimilation of created living
i, actually paint a vision
just like a b*tch, without them bum ass angles we wouldn’t pay attention
i think, we would’ve left you
cause we know you lyin’ ’bout them drug bars, but we accept you
say thank you n*gga cause this ain’t nothin’ that you wanna be
i seen n*ggas lose they soul in front of me
eyes rolled back, i seen misery
so i left, cause i know it wanted company
it ain’t nothin’ wrong with being yourself king
yeah, what can you get from all of this?
cause only bad sh*t can happen with all this fraudin’ sh*t
we know you can’t fight so now you gotta move with cautiousness
promoting money on instagram, only promoting you to be a walkin’ l!ck
n*gga, how you a fraud and a b*tch?
pick one
you gotta have mind control
talkin’ ’bout, “i slipped on stage king.”
i don’t care n*gga, that ain’t how it go
how you gonna smoke e when i seen the bear stop, drop and roll?
n*gga i know when a n*gga fraud
body language when a n*gga talkin’
and you gotta be bread from birth now
n*ggas died over designer just for mercedes to put emblems on a he*rs* now
you out here promotin’ this sh*t like a sideshow
you gotta be loved
john wick, just know if you don’t honor the blood, n*gga ex*communicano
let’s talk about…when you said, “aye brizz. if we was ever in a battle
and a n*gga punch, jump, slump him at a battle
i’m goin’ hard.”
and that was bullsh*t
bullsh*t
bullsh*t
let me ask you somethin’
why you wanna battle a n*gga who punched on you?
huh? n*gga what you got to prove?
you might get the battle, win the battle but in real life you lose
but let me get it, you just a d*ckhead who just wanna rap
gonna chase cal’ all this time to battle but ain’t chased a n*gga to punch him back
n*gga you p*ssy
i can get it poppin’ anywhere, and take the block wit’ me
all that bear sh*t, then the fight started then all of a sudden, n*gga top busy (bizzy)
you p*ssy
you ain’t a warrior, fake as f*ck
n*gga now we bored of ya
versus citty towers you said you trap cause ya mom had a stroke
next battle you sold her coke
you done f*cked that story up
n*gga if i target you, the bear, then hibernation is how i market you
i make beeping through a metal detector be a part of you
warning shots can work on ya cardio
and for that rock you sellin’, a columbian necktie can expose a n*gga with no audio
don’t play wit’ me n*gga
ain’t no book for this
trapping for dummies, you can follow that
i heard you sold oils, the fake egyptian musk
even that sh*t that you bottle cap
n*gga you gotta read the room, intuition and follow the signs
i took a loss and got pulled over with my last pack
the first time i had to swallow my pride
d*ckhead

[round 3: t*top]
i said caffeine this is my closing verse
like, f*ck the casket throw this b*st*rd in the back and just close the he*rs*
now i ain’t come here to make a crowd go berserk
i came here, just to show y’all work
now let me put it in
dawg, just because you’re here doesn’t mean you’re a worthy opponent
url just fulfilling my contract and the purse that they owe me
tomorrow we got a special on caffeine, and i’m not certain you want it
i should’ve just got block out the volume since we got work in the mornin’
since he gonna tell y’all that i ain’t really with the sh*t
and that i ain’t a trap star cause i ain’t never did a bid
well you wanna know why i ain’t locked?
cause i ain’t never keep dope, guns and money in the same spot
you wanna know why i ain’t locked?
cause i always trapped at spots that ain’t hot
you wanna know why i ain’t locked?
cause i ain’t gotta worry ’bout none of my n*ggas going to name drop
you wanna know why i ain’t locked?
cause i pay n*ggas like you to be at the location when the ‘cane drop
n*gga! that’s rap
i put the south on my back
that’s why i’m ahead of my region
they know me as the angle god but i’m better with defense
don’t tell me how you on your block sellin’ your pieces
cause you ain’t do it better than me b*tch
you got caught, got locked in a cell with ya demons
haymaker on the streets, i excelled in this weed sh*t
have you ever said, “f*ck it. i’ma chill with wyclef for the weekend?”
check neiman’s and make sure you spend a check ‘fore you leavin’?
or johnny dang and put a 30k set where ya t**th is?
dawg, if you ain’t puttin’ money up in stocks or investin’ at least
and don’t buy cars cause you know it build credit to lease
oh i’m schoolin’ him, i guess class is in session this evenin’
and i deserve a letterman even the way i’m up here givin’ veteran speeches
dawg, you never could teach this
you tell trap stories but embellish the sequence
when mine (mind) can move block like telekinesis
i’ll shoot ya daughter, call your sister and tell her, “ya niece hit.”
see, you, swamp and kid chaos is jealous of me b*tch
y’all all cut from the same cloth and smack just got y’all up here in separate pieces
you broke
you and your b*tch pay separate when eatin’
see top’s sicker than the top seven diseases
from the 70’s even
we will never be even
in front of god y’all will forever be heathens
you wanna know why i’m still around?
that’s cause the fans gon’ vote to see me
the culture need me
you too complicit in ya round, talkin’ ’bout sellin’ dope completely
puttin’ all ya eggs in one basket
when soon they gon’ be over eazy (easy)
nah, it’s over eazy
i put the gun over eazy
they scrubbin’ blood off the wall like some old graffiti
his n*ggas arguing about rank, tryin’ to see which soldier needed
fightin’ over the captain’s spot like hov and yeezy
i was a little n*gga, but you still need a pole to beat me
cause if you six foot get put six foot below to see me
so when smack booked us to fly to london, i ain’t even wanna go, believe me
cause that’s the first time i ever let a n*gga oversee (over sea) me
are we rollin’ beasley?
tell him he gotta earn what he want
make a choice, box or an urn what he want
his mama at the funeral with a he*rs* in the front
cryin’ huggin’ on the block like the first of the month
bro, are we rehearsing or what?
cause every round you like to talk about coke and o’s and holdin’ fo’s
but you are yet to tell these people how you live in the poconos
right? with the beach boys way down in the kokomos
where the white folks where the open toes
last time he seen a drug transaction or a magazine they were selling him the rolling stones
ask eazy the block, “is it easy to block with a broken bone?”
b*tch i hold the chrome
if you gettin’ papes i need it
all black everything, he gon’ hate to see me
i wasn’t feeling good about it, but i still had to make it breezy
my pockets was hurtin’ and the doctor told me to, “take it easy (eazy)”
the only way to beat me, is to find ya own lane and just cruise on it
i went and copped a haymaker piece and i two toned it
you’re not nice my n*gga, i don’t care who told him
and your name ain’t nothin’ but a murda mook slogan
now y’all keep that in mind while he hittin’ the ground
cause we only know eazy (easy) for bein’ at the end of the rounds
that’s not a shoutout
if i come to murda (murder) mook with the big nose, then i’m sending a shot out
no i’m sendin’ my guys out
you gonna find out what my soldiers like, they’ll hit his crib overnight
i would’ve been more hands on but i ain’t wanna catch corona twice
come on mookie, roll the dice
you feelin’ lucky well, i’m chuck liddell with the over right
back to you b*tch, pow to your overbite
oh it’s over, right
i start dumpin’ at his man
you a beast on stage but you a punk at the event
caffeine said, “f*ck you. you gets nothing after this.”
just tell ’em the bear k!lled him, it’s a hunting accident

[round 3: eazy the block captain]
yo it’s the top of ’21
and as y’all see the fraud’s still poppin’
and the real n*ggas gotta work harder
smack this might not be for me
cause you can not reenact somebody life and claim the glory
see what i’ve been through, my oven mitt got scars, n*gga my stove got stories
my grinder got ptsd, my razors got headaches
we start puttin’ ‘cane in aluminum pans cause our plates was diabetic
n*gga i ain’t callin’ you “top”, “bizzy” or “bear” you a d*ckhead
jail had me read self help books, the block gave me brave heart
this supposed to be trapper vs. trapper
but i can’t even brand it that cause we ain’t even trade marks (trademarks)
give this fat n*gga, a head start
now you can run real fast and i can walk and catch him
or the gun’ll stretch him
either way y’all won’t see top after the dash
n*gga why we even compare class?
we f*ckin’ y’all up, y’all n*ggas spoiled
kid chaos on my block
that’s the tec for the term “oil”
n*gga i don’t even play golf
us puttin’ tee (t) in the ground in normal
promotion code
order from me, put real sikh in a box n*gga and i’ll (w)rap it for you
n*gga fonz told me to punch through sh*t
jehovah (jey hova) told me to go to church
after i whip the pot, hit up ace amin come, that’s how i close a verse
n*gga i talk very different
why jump in my lane when i been to group homes?
i seen n*ggas broke, get released from jail and took they suits home
wore northface vs. the bar god just in case it got “too cold”
crib was a mile away from campus because they doubled the time up in the school zone
you fraudin’, and i’m trapped in
everybody with the brown last name, we seen some action
we trapped and experienced with the law, but that’s just what my family practiced
it’s cool, to talk about what ya folks did
i talk about what i did back then, sh*t’s slow
but even now i re*upped with ya deposit and ya back end
but i did, stop sellin’ crack, cause that was our people weakness
started sellin’ meth and dope and brought out them white people demons
i don’t care how thorough they is if they got lips it’s a chance they can’t keep a secret
i grab work and worked it like an n.a. meetin’
n*gga you ain’t even honorable to be in this hustle
ya fam’ scuffle, you scuffle
where i’m from, you’ll help ya n*gga fight, when you get back home y’all gotta rumble
who i am, should be ya concern
i’ve been a star on the side, it’s just our time to converse
i tried to switch plugs, it was a horror fl!ck, i took the wrong turn
beef with n*ggas who crossed words
when the r’s drop we bless spicy food while our heart burn
you know the difference between me and you n*gga?
it ain’t hard
it ain’t real if i don’t stamp it, it’s a lesson in every bar
i mean, since you really wanna do this, then here’s the rules kid
new era so sh*t changin’
rule #1, loss is a part of the game so no complainin’
rule #2, when ya money up, everybody in compliance
you take one l they become complacent
soon as handcuffs get up on you, it’s, “what you do for me lately?”
honey buns with bread on top become tasty
ingested my daughter’s tears before i turned myself in
before 21 i was at a wine (whine) tasting
n*gga it’s a lesson in every bar
mom was in and out of jail
trapper, stability was bad
grandma crib, foster homes, never stayed in a school more than a year, sh*t was sad
i really came from the streets, like really made from the streets n*gga
so my favorite subject was math
think about it, my life a carnival, i actually had to go (gold) fish for a bag
n*gga it’s a lesson in every bar
my kids older so they now know that i was confined to a cell
i gotta explain goin’ over bars is not a reference to me goin’ back to jail
no n*ggas wildin’
counted days ’til i touched back home, i hit a thousand
didn’t do it in school but in cell i completed the 100 book challenge
n*gga if you’ve been through it, you gotta feel it
i put work in the attic that’s the reason i reach my highest ceiling
n*gga i gave them plates before i fed my face
was it love or did i embrace the hate?
they call me, bro had me hooked and i chased the bait
all cause it was scales on the floor
imagine what i stepped on to see my weight
n*gga i’m a menace
make you pay tax to get ya kid back for ya independence
shoot a n*gga, with the quickness
you a starter jersey, i’m mitch*ll & ness
you cool, i’m just authentic
n*gga, closed casket was the arrangement n*gga
y’all already know man
expect another payment n*gga
d*ckhead

- urltv

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