Droptop Bebop, ACT I

Before I knew it, the DREAM was all over

Take off!

I'm pullin' up in a Droptop Bebop
My heart stops and the snare go chop-chop
I'm pullin' up in a Droptop Bebop
I rooftop land, this ain't no prop shop

Yeah I'm finna let the strings introduce me
Don't turn off my sound please don't fuckin' deduce me
I'm not a ramen on the stove you ain't gotta reduce the heat
I made a beat, don't know defeat
Mission complete, yeah that's a feat

Yeah I tried a religion, made a couple decisions
That didn't work out for me, how could it be?
There ain't no avenue, I'm going cuckoo
What the fuck it do?
I'm fooly coolin' and I feel asteroid blue

In my town I made a sound and they frown
So I'm comin' for the crown
And I'ma smoke out a pound, earthbound
I turn around and I see 'em behind me
From city I gotta flee
So I'm racing and I'm pacing yeah I gotta be free

I'm pullin' up in a Droptop Bebop
My heart stops and the snare go chop-chop
I'm pullin' up in a Droptop Bebop
I rooftop land, this ain't no prop shop

And if I don't got a peso, who gone say so?
What do they know 'bout the Dreagle
Spike Spiegel, feelin' regal
Not a legal desert eagle
I don't want no more pity, will I get out this city?
I don't got no more hate cause I done carried all that weight

Thank you to Basedgod, Lil' Boom and Freddie Dredd
Without the motivation y'all spoke to my head I think I might be dead
Don't know what the fuck I said
Then I read and plead that I could learn a thing or two without a crew
And I grew

Shoutouts to Cxrpse, my boys Frosty and Salt
A sound assault, we break outta the vault
And it's not our fault

Just a couple space cowboys
My heart dolo
But I killed this solo



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Arroyo, Cabra
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