Federer's Racket
This for my counterparts, the counter culture art
Projecting like cannon ball, doing dirt when the cameras off
Standing tall still, amidst the crisis and drama
Cause life in bondage ain't the type of life that fit my persona
A man of honor, with words that manifest nirvana
Mamba mentality, secret lunches with the black Madonna
Thinking bout the next move I might make
I never telegraph cause motherfucker might hate
For right price I might bless you on a tight schedule
Fuck if I might offend you I'm exploiting my potential
So be thankful for the hand I extend you
Cause that same hand can wield the instrument that'll end you
This is modus operandi I'm focus on the franchise
These snakes gonna switch, still the winner by a landslide
If they wanna change side fine... you can die
By the same gun you holding I get emboldened
When it's game time
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
Ever been in a situation that smell fishy?
Hit a show grimy niggas all smiles and well wishy
Shaking with a fish hand, a wishy washy stance
My Washington days, had me educated to scams
It be the ones that's closest to you that'll put a toast to you
Gotta stay stoic while the boiling the blood is flowing through you
The who demeanor will clue you, if they scheming to make a move
Suggest you get ya ass up out of there, eliminate the ruse
Innate jewels, I don't make the rules, I just adapt to em
Rarely see me post moves, Pat Ewing
I might a block a bitch, player coach Popovich
Corny motherfucker blushing off a compliment
The voice of god I call the shots like Optimus
My record column looking positive like optimist
You popping shit with ya name floating in documents
Get crossed out quick like items on my shopping list
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
Projecting like cannon ball, doing dirt when the cameras off
Standing tall still, amidst the crisis and drama
Cause life in bondage ain't the type of life that fit my persona
A man of honor, with words that manifest nirvana
Mamba mentality, secret lunches with the black Madonna
Thinking bout the next move I might make
I never telegraph cause motherfucker might hate
For right price I might bless you on a tight schedule
Fuck if I might offend you I'm exploiting my potential
So be thankful for the hand I extend you
Cause that same hand can wield the instrument that'll end you
This is modus operandi I'm focus on the franchise
These snakes gonna switch, still the winner by a landslide
If they wanna change side fine... you can die
By the same gun you holding I get emboldened
When it's game time
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
Ever been in a situation that smell fishy?
Hit a show grimy niggas all smiles and well wishy
Shaking with a fish hand, a wishy washy stance
My Washington days, had me educated to scams
It be the ones that's closest to you that'll put a toast to you
Gotta stay stoic while the boiling the blood is flowing through you
The who demeanor will clue you, if they scheming to make a move
Suggest you get ya ass up out of there, eliminate the ruse
Innate jewels, I don't make the rules, I just adapt to em
Rarely see me post moves, Pat Ewing
I might a block a bitch, player coach Popovich
Corny motherfucker blushing off a compliment
The voice of god I call the shots like Optimus
My record column looking positive like optimist
You popping shit with ya name floating in documents
Get crossed out quick like items on my shopping list
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
You wanna play let's play
Men get held accountable for what they say
You made ya bed yea that's where you gonna lay
Credits
Writer(s): Karim Bourhane
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