STILL GOT IT OUTRO
Lyrics
My man Pretty Black
Said he seen some folk
Turn vegetarian when the beef come
Spit gangster shit
But don't step to the war drum
In fact they jet when the war comes
Turn New Edition when the cuffs on
Same song
Only speak up when the wire's on
I'm no longer about that life
But I learned
That everywhere you got some
Haters trying to block sums
Even in these poetry circles
There's shade trying block sun
I pay no attention to the men behind The curtain
That's Oz
Leave them between
The chill and left eye
That's T-Boz
They ain't do nothing
For me to be where I'm at
So I ain't got nothing
For them to take back
I just let their gums flap
Or I spit some fire verses
Let my words be gun claps
I won't drop their governments
That just feeds them some fame
And I think obscurity is their destiny
Child they be begging
Please
Say my name Say my name
I'm too grown
For these High school games
These cats are all compra
But they starving for some change
That's hunger games
They want me to fall
Stay down and die
Instead
I use the hate they throw at me
To fashion wings
So I could fly
Enough said
See I slay people daily on the mic and
Nobody's safe
Don't think it can't happen
I've got a fully loaded
Double barrel shotgun flow
A lifetime supply of ammunition
You already know
My mic whistles like
Samurai slashes
That leaves the bullshit exposed
More lethal than that cooked snow
No hair on my tongue
But I can throw them bows
I've got no reason to be tamed
I got a mean knuckle game
I can easily backup
All the rhetoric I claim
Guillotine verses slice through egos
Like hot knives through butter
Outlaw poet with sick metaphors
That rip through jugulars like box cutters
I'm trying to explain to you
That my rap game is murderous
My bars are the deadliest
Doesn't matter if you never heard of this
Too many toy soldiers speak
With Al Capone lips
I'm not trying to catch a case
For these soft hearted tricks
Soft hearts ain't worth the price
Of hard time or a full clip
I ain't worried about idle babblers
No fear, I got this
My rhymes are like acid
Melts cocky smiles off payasos
Got competitors words all
Discombobulated like a Picasso
I burn my signature on adversary foreheads
With hot lava lines
To make sure they remember my name
Just before they flatline
I bang nails in coffins time after time
Young guns on the come up never learn
Always gunning for my shine
I need to applaud whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword
Mine is like the rock of David
Knocking overseer Goliaths to the floor
I don't ride with the norm
My cadence is rough rugged and raw
Birds and bums need to pause
Take a minute before they roar
Look
I constantly take shots from crackpots on all sides
But I just grin and bear it
Now
I'm about to go in on these opps
No names
So if the shoe fits wear it
I swear it's amazing
How many crackerjack artists
Brag about about the AK in their verses
Somebody should call the coroner
Because my stanzas alone
Can leave all these herbs in hearses
I don't even understand
Why you wanna brag about
Putting a nine to your brother's dome
I rather lift them up
But if I'm on the wall
I sting with the 2 hand smack
Home alone
Go on get your chrome
I see it makes a feeble-minded youngin feel grown
I've inked sixteens in composition books
Older than you
But you're ahight
Pause
I just threw you a bone
That's truth
It's 7:58 and I just started penning this at at 52
That's 10 bars in six minutes flat
Still hot, and I'm pushing 52
Keeping it a buck
I'm OG
True school from the hard knocks of 78
I'm not impressed by degrees
Hook ups store bought accolades
Or if you're holding weight
What impresses me is community
Great love, talent
And good character
But I'm sorry
If you invite me into the ring
I'm coming hard atcha
I'm chupa cabra heart snatcher
No caps, I'm equipped to go 12 rounds with ya
Even 1-2 with the haikus
But I've got no time to long scrap with ya
So I finish you off with the quickness
In round two
The Outlaw of Poetry
El David
And this album just killed it
No cap
All truths
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Writer(s): Emanuel Xavier
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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