Duke Westlake

[Intro:] Alright, alright, alright Yea, yea [Verse 1:] Fact of d matter, be better you weak rapper Unique speech pattern, achieved when d heat gather Indeed it’s a fiche, puttin greens on ma platter Not really sharing ma cuisine, I mean, where are ma manners If you worthy to compete, I compete fo’ d raffers Undefeated like the chief, say peace to ma detractors Don’t keep following they lead, I mean keep ma mattress So cold when I speak it makin ma teeth chatter Shtick without the ‘c’ don’t get it mislabelled Six is the dot when an cut d kids navels Six inch cut he can’t fix wit witch hazel Dip it in a crown wit little angel wit dim halo Ready to die throwin lead in yo eye D nigga penny off fetti they still on steady decline They form, still in season boy I’m lettin them fly Boom bye-bye to dem suckas ain’t no lettin them slide [Chorus:] Yaw, yaw, let me break d flow in Brand new form ain’t no goin through d motions Sack in d shattle, I’m shake rattlin an rollin I hear dem snakes rattle they even travel in province Yaw, yaw, let me break d flow in Brand new form ain’t no goin through d motions Sack in d shattle, I’m shake rattlin an rollin I hear dem snakes rattle they even travel in province Yaw, yaw [Verse 2:] They ain’t play me in the clubs I ain’t tryna make d people dance I rather write a verse that will give ma people chance Progress, process, pro romance Yatte yattah like d renatta fiction novels Feefo bottles like the ones with the nipples on it Copycats copy tracks an do the same shit on it Serve it up like it’s more than a seevy dinner What they say see the chicken everybody’s winners Makin money everybody grinners, innest, dissinest The art stripped of its innocence I’m tired of makin sense, I should be makin dollars For makin dollars usually mean you ain’t makin cents A million dreams where the fish is big Yow, yow, understand d game is vicious, b It takes time to see what I can see That’s it’s real life monopoly, rap niggas property Happy to pass ‘Go’, you don’t do business properly Get dat 200 feelin like nobody stoppin me They probably missed all d metaphors They too busy watchin asses shakin to d floor [Chorus]