Sing Sing (feat. Talksik Khalifa)
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
Boom bap forever
I rap better
I never seen a mother fucker that be making that cheddar like me
Spit it so clean
I been living my dream
Representing cali
Imma do it for free
Do it for the team
Ima do it for the home land
Done for the family
Imma make it for you
See the crown and take it for ya
See the world and shake it for ya
Get the cake and bake it for ya
Bakin cakes with wicked beats that we make
Ready to take all the snakes and bury em
I got mad lime for fools that wont carry fam
Doin it for free with the steeze like we
Im tryna float with the killah bees
Pushin my team to get they cream
Hear the honeys scream
I'm Mohammad Ali
Sipping on that lean
Smoking on that green
Make my mind feel free
Tryna make it big by any means
So poetic prophetic
These imitators pathetic
I be running through the game like I be revving an engine
Pull up in the McLaren
Never lacking Barettas
Take yo ass straight to heaven
If you think you know better
Causing freezing cold weather
Hope you're wearing a sweater
For the inclement weather
Basic instructions before leavin earth
Whether it be in a hurst
Or straight to the dirt
Got they feelings hurt
When i make the tires skurt
You messin with the worst
Pull up in the Honda hear the air disperse
Homie said these imatators patheic
Or are they synthetic
Whatever they dont get it
Ima set it off be the first to let it off
My word is bond god
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
My word is bond
Cross up on my arm
I hop up on a song
I feel I conversate with god
Skip a stone across a pond
Ripples go beyond
The reaches of our time
Thats how I feel when I rhyme
I strive for the hate
I reach for the stars
I break through the gate
I'm rapping from Mars
This is my fate
I'm meant to go far
I'm to go hard
Yeah I'm meant for a star
Pumpin power from my radio tower
Ima stroll on in stankin of flower
Getting it in then devour
The faces sour when i rock wilder
I quit school cause of recess dawg i don't play
Everybody hit the hay then i hop up in the fray
Black white and grey what else i gotta say
Take my time splash some color on this day
Openin up their backs like a bag of lays
Que nunca me vana matar
They won't never kill us
I running with gorillas
Im gunning with the hittas
I'm repping all the streets
I'm repping all the villans
I'm screaming what the fuck is up you don't want it with us
And that's truth
They call me baby Ruth
Hit it out the park every time im in the booth
Menace to society
Im killing my sobriety
Putting out these lyrics that be causing constant rioting
Im piloting the game
Ice up in my veins
What that mean it means that all I do is entertain
Entertaining in my lane
Sing Sing be the same thing when you in the main frame
She lookin plain Jane but to me its all the same
Sittin higher than lil jj the jet plane
Sting stingah where be the queen to my beesuh
She be a sneakah like Shiva
Supa freakah she gotta be a diva
Let if off crack open the bleedah
And reap ya from the first peekah
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
Boom bap forever
I rap better
I never seen a mother fucker that be making that cheddar like me
Spit it so clean
I been living my dream
Representing cali
Imma do it for free
Do it for the team
Ima do it for the home land
Done for the family
Imma make it for you
See the crown and take it for ya
See the world and shake it for ya
Get the cake and bake it for ya
Bakin cakes with wicked beats that we make
Ready to take all the snakes and bury em
I got mad lime for fools that wont carry fam
Doin it for free with the steeze like we
Im tryna float with the killah bees
Pushin my team to get they cream
Hear the honeys scream
I'm Mohammad Ali
Sipping on that lean
Smoking on that green
Make my mind feel free
Tryna make it big by any means
So poetic prophetic
These imitators pathetic
I be running through the game like I be revving an engine
Pull up in the McLaren
Never lacking Barettas
Take yo ass straight to heaven
If you think you know better
Causing freezing cold weather
Hope you're wearing a sweater
For the inclement weather
Basic instructions before leavin earth
Whether it be in a hurst
Or straight to the dirt
Got they feelings hurt
When i make the tires skurt
You messin with the worst
Pull up in the Honda hear the air disperse
Homie said these imatators patheic
Or are they synthetic
Whatever they dont get it
Ima set it off be the first to let it off
My word is bond god
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
My word is bond
Cross up on my arm
I hop up on a song
I feel I conversate with god
Skip a stone across a pond
Ripples go beyond
The reaches of our time
Thats how I feel when I rhyme
I strive for the hate
I reach for the stars
I break through the gate
I'm rapping from Mars
This is my fate
I'm meant to go far
I'm to go hard
Yeah I'm meant for a star
Pumpin power from my radio tower
Ima stroll on in stankin of flower
Getting it in then devour
The faces sour when i rock wilder
I quit school cause of recess dawg i don't play
Everybody hit the hay then i hop up in the fray
Black white and grey what else i gotta say
Take my time splash some color on this day
Openin up their backs like a bag of lays
Que nunca me vana matar
They won't never kill us
I running with gorillas
Im gunning with the hittas
I'm repping all the streets
I'm repping all the villans
I'm screaming what the fuck is up you don't want it with us
And that's truth
They call me baby Ruth
Hit it out the park every time im in the booth
Menace to society
Im killing my sobriety
Putting out these lyrics that be causing constant rioting
Im piloting the game
Ice up in my veins
What that mean it means that all I do is entertain
Entertaining in my lane
Sing Sing be the same thing when you in the main frame
She lookin plain Jane but to me its all the same
Sittin higher than lil jj the jet plane
Sting stingah where be the queen to my beesuh
She be a sneakah like Shiva
Supa freakah she gotta be a diva
Let if off crack open the bleedah
And reap ya from the first peekah
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
All i ever wanted in this world was the real thing
Sippin on Sing Sing
Tends to be the same thing
Thirsty for the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Walter
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