Like James Brown
Drink by myself, hanging in the lobby
Dream about getting paid
Never that, I be
Thinkin bout words
On my craft, no hobby
Lifestyle for the monk
Meditate calmly
In my own world, observe from a distance
All these sucka ducks
Getting played for they digits
Too concerned about the water
I keep swimming
Hold my breath down below
Enter Hell's kitchen
Fix myself a bowl of noodles
Conversate with Capone
Smoking stoges, in the back of Umberto's
Clams for the fam, pearls and diamonds
Beats with the bottle, Gamblers be wylin
Cats think they Stalin on us, never that
That's when I get the Russian on em'
Full attack... Got the God
Going Callous on em'
Strike a match, have your crib
Set on fire homie, now lay flat
Life's crazy, dancing with the devil
Heaven, hell all the same
Viewing from this level
Get up out my face
Fuckin up my vibe G
Whole world goin' mad
Don't nothin surprise me
Tony don't follow fads
Y'all be on that news-speak
Punk Maggots actin bad
Hit you with that Bruce Lee
Kick to the jaw, broke
Sad, gotta go
Shake the fuckin spot
Drama bout to unfold
Dancing when she feel that bass
Drop to the floor
Lookin like the ceiling
Cuz I'm drunk, floating slow
Up to the heavens
Talkin with Moses
Beats with the bottles
Gamblers be coldest
Dudes on the planet
Spinnin, I'm focused
Spittin lines, read the signs
Bout to unload this
Black Mass, say a prayer
Make ya atonement
For ya sin, harlequin
Style of a joker
Madness in my heart
Keeping my poker
Face to the world, bitch
Hand me some roses
Fresh for the dead
Die like a soldier
Snakes on the loose
Watchin these vultures
Flyin overhead
Shoot em down, like a Martyr
Keep it real, never cower
Man, shout out my father
Shots ringin out
Fuck all that beef
Screamin loud, feelin proud
Now they deceased
Put to rest, in the flesh
Hell is unleashed
Prepare for war, men are torn
Liquor to sleep
At night, cold sweat
Fall to the ground
Trynna keep it funky
Like the legend, James Brown
Please, please, please
Let me be free
Grab the gun, hope gone
Took by a thief
In my house, shakin up
A dirty martini
Livin life, in the shade
Suckas can't see me
On the mic, lyrics off the top
Lamborghini
Fast for you ducks
Lost in the Remy
Martin Van Buren
8th wonder, the world
Stand in awe, shining
Like diamonds and pearls
I'm the one, they hate
Let the truth, go unfurl
Things in the dark
Come to light, let it burn
At night, cold sweat
Fall to the ground
Trynna keep it funky
Like the legend, James Brown
Please, please, please
Let me be free
Grab the gun, hope gone
Took by a thief
Dream about getting paid
Never that, I be
Thinkin bout words
On my craft, no hobby
Lifestyle for the monk
Meditate calmly
In my own world, observe from a distance
All these sucka ducks
Getting played for they digits
Too concerned about the water
I keep swimming
Hold my breath down below
Enter Hell's kitchen
Fix myself a bowl of noodles
Conversate with Capone
Smoking stoges, in the back of Umberto's
Clams for the fam, pearls and diamonds
Beats with the bottle, Gamblers be wylin
Cats think they Stalin on us, never that
That's when I get the Russian on em'
Full attack... Got the God
Going Callous on em'
Strike a match, have your crib
Set on fire homie, now lay flat
Life's crazy, dancing with the devil
Heaven, hell all the same
Viewing from this level
Get up out my face
Fuckin up my vibe G
Whole world goin' mad
Don't nothin surprise me
Tony don't follow fads
Y'all be on that news-speak
Punk Maggots actin bad
Hit you with that Bruce Lee
Kick to the jaw, broke
Sad, gotta go
Shake the fuckin spot
Drama bout to unfold
Dancing when she feel that bass
Drop to the floor
Lookin like the ceiling
Cuz I'm drunk, floating slow
Up to the heavens
Talkin with Moses
Beats with the bottles
Gamblers be coldest
Dudes on the planet
Spinnin, I'm focused
Spittin lines, read the signs
Bout to unload this
Black Mass, say a prayer
Make ya atonement
For ya sin, harlequin
Style of a joker
Madness in my heart
Keeping my poker
Face to the world, bitch
Hand me some roses
Fresh for the dead
Die like a soldier
Snakes on the loose
Watchin these vultures
Flyin overhead
Shoot em down, like a Martyr
Keep it real, never cower
Man, shout out my father
Shots ringin out
Fuck all that beef
Screamin loud, feelin proud
Now they deceased
Put to rest, in the flesh
Hell is unleashed
Prepare for war, men are torn
Liquor to sleep
At night, cold sweat
Fall to the ground
Trynna keep it funky
Like the legend, James Brown
Please, please, please
Let me be free
Grab the gun, hope gone
Took by a thief
In my house, shakin up
A dirty martini
Livin life, in the shade
Suckas can't see me
On the mic, lyrics off the top
Lamborghini
Fast for you ducks
Lost in the Remy
Martin Van Buren
8th wonder, the world
Stand in awe, shining
Like diamonds and pearls
I'm the one, they hate
Let the truth, go unfurl
Things in the dark
Come to light, let it burn
At night, cold sweat
Fall to the ground
Trynna keep it funky
Like the legend, James Brown
Please, please, please
Let me be free
Grab the gun, hope gone
Took by a thief
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Writer(s): Anthony Alvarez
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