Parade

Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think I'm nice yuh
I think I'm nice yuh
Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think I'm nice yuh
I think I'm nice yuh

Everybody talk slums
It's burbia from my struggle
But I live in my mind
And what a clutter
Still slide over beats like it was butter
I can't believe this rap
Why they still nap
I fall back
I'm on the terrace
They only see the errors
And pinpointing for the leverage
I don't fuck with crowds I keep my shit embedded
I'm vetted
They only fuck with you if you let em
And hurt feelings hurt feelings
Need no medic
I take a hit then I'm ready
I'm on my arrogant shit
Now watch me flex this
I'm out the bracket square my exes
Clear my plexus
Eyes on me looking vex cause I'm next up
I'm dressed up
I undress her
Cause I'm private in her sector
I'm sifting through the midfield like Hector
It's hectic
I'm on my vectors
I'm warbound with my scepter
This that heat dawg
Why they vest up?
Come catch me in the lab
I feel like Dexter

Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think I'm nice yuh
I think I'm nice yuh
Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think I'm nice yuh
I think I'm nice yuh

Nine to five
On the block
On the grind
We getting tortured by the elders call it filicide
How I feel inside
Knowing dollars don't mean shit at the finish line
I raise the stakes and now I'm Philly bound
Ain't no middle ground
I'm tryna live when it trickles down
Niggas temple kinda fickle
Grab that sickle now
Man I'm off with they heads
A lotta red
And it's trippy now
Got the fillament
I think I'm litty now
I got the boons
And more pressure to they wounds
Niggas weak
Niggas goons
I grab the pen
Make some noise
Then I leave em' in the tombs
Skip over bodies
Like skipped classes
Nigga stay in school
I dropped the axe I need a bigger tool
And word to Lute
Still slumming
Need a bigger view
With a Beyonce on my side just like Jigga do
Drop some literature
Then make some iller moves
See me later
You gon' see me soon
I'm from the dirt dawg
Ain't no silver spoon

Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think I'm nice yuh
I think I'm nice yuh
Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think I'm nice yuh
I think I'm nice yuh



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Writer(s): Chase Gentles
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