Little Brother - Best Kept Secret - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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This is a RJ-D2, Justus League production Brought to you by Phonte, DJ Flash, Rapper Big Pooh and [L.E.G.A.C.Y.] Sick fluin' you, breakin' niggas Electric Boogalo, wire me, fire me, admire me They hire me to do jobs, professional run through squads I split em' come, come, drop the sewer Should I hit em' up on some 'Pac Shakur shit? On top of the globe, givin' the world violence, wants control This the girl, she should've been on the album Fuck it, I'm invincible, keepin' my bitches bendable Like contortionist, wild life, the source of this No wife, I won't forfeit this, revenge on some pork and shit Oink muh'fucker, ever line on point muh' fucker Eat your lame lines, say somethin', give me dinner We move at the same time like we synchronized swimmers Back strokin' and shit, got niggas showboatin' this bitch Twelve oceans with this, stay afloat with my click Got titles/tidals, see the waves? Goin' all to em' DGA [Hook: scratches] I'm the next best to reach em' Formerly known as the best kept secret I'm the next best to reach em' Formerly, formerly known (Justus League!!) I'm the next best to reach em' Formerly known as the best kept secret Formerly, formerly known Formerly known as the best kept secret [Phonte] I'm from a place where them boys been at Where the Eastside and Southside niggas went at With the low lifes and heroin addicts; On my block You should at least look hard, and I don't mean squint at Or you might get tossed around; The Springsteen Of the League, and I'mma show you how a boss get down So homeboy remind yourself, rewind yourself Or you could find yourself in the lost & found Tay' aimin' where it hurts, and you can feel the pain And anguish in the verse; and I pray this game don't Change me for the worse, Cause it's all permanent RJ on the beat, so ya'll call it alternative I don't give a fuck, just as long as ya'll burnin' it Nigga, I got next, motherfuck whoever turn it is And when I'm on stage, live is how I hit em up J. League's the second comin', ya'll still tryna get it up Nigga! [Hook] [Rapper Big Pooh] Who's the best that did it, the best to live it Every line I hand paint a picture so vivid It's the Mr. Crazy, nicest, maybe We tryna get a leg up and then ash a lady Eighty's baby, maybe you could get a chance Take a minute to break, naw cuz he's back on Nametag, swing, with my name in them Other niggas counterfit, ain't the same as him Shame on them, I'm a bring the pain to them I'm a make em never imitate the champion They can't beat him, of course not, my thoughts rock While I roll with the best crew, you group rocks At the bottom of the bottom, I'm on top of the top Black, green, I'm on every block I done had it up to here, and this shit gon' stop No wack nigga's gonna make a move on my spot [Hook]
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