Squeeze

[Verse One: Reef The Lost Cauze] I make a hundred moves, kill a hundred crews Ninja Turtle style, cowabunga dude How I'm gonna move? How I'm gonna chose between rap or nothing, I ain't got nothing to lose You got something to prove but nothing to gain A record deal man, the internet fuck up the game It ain't about that It ain't about rap It's about trying to free my mind and get about that This is therapeutic, this is cherished music You're animalistic, I'm barracudic Beware the Judas in the garden raking leaves You trying to write rhymes but I keep breaking the trees Keep waiting to squeeze Waiting in Paris Fuck a nickle bag baby I'm blazing an ounce How can you speak when you stay a dick in your mouth I'm amazed you still ain't figured it out The triggers is out So I squeeze Bah bah So I squeeze Bah bah So I squeeze Bah bah So I squeeze [Hook: Reef The Lost Cauze] And I bleed and I breathe and I'm bound on my knees Begging the Lord please let me be When I leave when I squeeze when I bleed when I breathe When I'm down on my knees just begging you please [Verse Two: Reef The Lost Cauze] Save me father My father ain't raised me father It made me harder It made me smarter It made me a martyr Made me feel pain Never harbored it just increased uh It is in me So it's either your motherfucking face or you let this pen leak God meant me to rip shop What does it mean when you say I am hip hop? Nothing, get it? No one can tell you it's real Just smoke something and do what you feel Yeah, I'm on that Snoop shit, I'm on that new shit I'm on that fuck you pay me, what's this recoup shit? My new bitch look like Dawn from En Vogue Hard to keep a girl I be gone on the road But I gotta eat baby and the streets made me A hustler, I even fuck on my feet lately This beat crazy I'ma let that bitch breathe And she crazy so I'ma let that bitch breathe Dig? Dig? [Hook] [Verse Three: Reef The Lost Cauze] From the edge of Hell where the dead's for sale Gun slingers abound sling Webster's well Peter Parker like Red and blue Air stats on my feet, call 'em my Peter Parker Nikes My Spidey senses I climb these fences The king of kings, don't mind these princes Princess, this is my castle Stay sober or get high, this is my battle And I'm losing, it depends on your ass They said you ain't snitch it depends who you ask You can beat the case homie, depends on the cash Cause justice is just a prostitute pimping her ass Yo, I jump from topics like you jump to crotches Canal street nigga bout as real as they watches Lyrics they Jordans I'm really important And no one important my album's done, it ain't recorded It's in my head though I gotta let that bitch breathe I feel dead though So sometimes I just squeeze So I squeeze Bah bah So I squeeze Bah bah So I squeeze Bah bah So I squeeze