21.09.2013
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[Verse 1]
I keeps it funkier then George Clinton
Rockin' the show inside the landfield
They can't stand a stand up nigga that's bringin' the fuck shit to a stand still
I stand still cause I'm so damn ill
That even when record executives go for the neck I gain more fans still
Still not giving a littlest, tyniest tiniest, miniscule fuck about
Signing to crooked ass record contracts
I just save up the money and put it out
Myself bitch, get myself rich
I been on that do it yourself shit
Been left hanging and hung up then dried for so long
I no longer remember what help is
You never see me do nothin' but play it like a G
I ain't never been off my square like a idle checker piece
Except I'm playin' chess with these
Checker playin' pack of suckas
Finna spank them like I'm Nape Happy
Get checked by your little brother from the
Once hungry young one outside of the shows
Tryna get my demo heard, now I do shows on my own
Still young, more hungry, more focused then smart
With ten times the skill, fifteen times the heart
Twenty-four years in your makin', plus nine months and some change
Here stands a diamond stuffed pillow shinin' brighter then yo chain
Nikka, whoop
[Hook] x2
Yo you can keep your silly chains
My aura shining like a prism do
No Illuminati, got these bars just like a prison do
Leave your mental bits up when I kick the metaphysical
Only God can stop me, I'm hard, ha, hard body
[Verse 2: Oobergeek]
Okay, flying locus warning
I'm away from evil now
One hundred percent intelligent black child
I'm locked in with a gift, just allow me to control
I'm the God and she's the goddess
We dressed at our hottest
Socially awkward, Muthammed Akbar
Lookin' got bars in the brain under that Spongebob
Put a pick in it, pick a nigga
Fix your lips when you sayin' shit nigga
I can say that cause I'm black
My privileges come from benefits of bended down, pickin' at the ground, for fresh linen
I can make a synonym send ascend just by sittin' here
Sentencin' a list of words sent from here
You ain't even seen me point at my brain
You ain't even seen me spit the fuckin' flame
But you will see me laugh at the fuckin' game
And you probably might see me say it's a fuckin' shame
[Hook] x2
Yo you can keep your silly chains
My aura shining like a prism do
No Illuminati, got these bars just like a prison do
Leave your mental bits up when I kick the metaphysical
Only God can stop me, I'm hard, ha, hard body
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