Where's Your Belt, Brah?

They call me down with that street beat
Call me the future, see me cast in concrete
I never been opposed to painted white rows
Or dropping elbows on the faces of ho's
Hating on immortality
That's what I call the refuge of the weak
Well what are they supposed to do with my prose
All these powers, and I ain't even peaked
Well that's why I got the strap
How about that
Taken in the space of an afternoon nap
It gives me the power
Gives me the right to ask
Yo, where your belts at?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, where's your belt
Where your belts, brah?
Every man has a weakness
Well mine is pride
See me cocky and snide
Its hard to stay real when women cop a feel
I get more hand than Bradley Beal
Well challenges come, and challenges go
And when the challenge is done, you know what I hold
It rests on my shoulder like atlas' boulder
And I'll keep on holding it until I'm even older
The kingdom, the power, and the glory are mine
I tell myself that as I sip on my wine
Sometimes that weight feels real heavy inside
But you know, I like it just fine
I like it just fine
I like it just fine
I like it just fine
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, where's your belt
Where your belts, brah?
Slate's in the house
Are you ready?
I don't think you're ready
You just run out of time
Four, Three, Two, One
Fuck that
I know where my belts at
Tightly clasped, in my grasp, in gun number one
Wheres gun number two?
Knocking the fuck out of you
Equipped with a spark chamber
Designed to produce a muzzle flash
Straight straight to the face
So get out of my space
I am that champ
So don't you forget that, fool
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, where's your belt
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your universe?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your unicorn?
Where's your solid gold?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Need to add it to my repertoire
Where's your heavyweight?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your savior?
Where's your ultimate?
Where's your belt, where's your belt
Where your belts, brah?
Need to add it to my repertoire
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, brah?
Where your belts, brah?
Where's your belt, where's your belt
Where your belts, brah?
You know
Fuck belts
I'm going to take your pants



Credits
Writer(s): Shane Llinas, Crystal Llinas, James Meyers
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