The Route - Acapella

Show you what this about
Take it to the house
Got you sneaking around
Figure I'm the route
But I pick you off
With seconds on the clock
Stop crying out
Forgiveness you won't get that(say it)
Say I get it right back
Say I had it on last
But I pick you off
With seconds on the clock
Stop crying out
Forgiveness you won't get that

Walk through debris
Year after year
Bring something new
Not this condition
Heavy with the muscle
Understand I'm pushing
Reach your limits
Early you not working
With nothing steady
Some call it fronting
Change the direction
You claim east west here
So pay respect
For days on the lot
Boy I ran the block
Add invest stock
Make your choice it don't ever stop
Ridicule was late for you
Stance perfect posture
Trick your team with old news
With ghetto magic
Antics you can't snooze

Show you what this about
Take it to the house
Got you sneaking around
Figure I'm the route
But I pick you off
With seconds on the clock
Stop crying out
Forgiveness you won't get that(say it)
Say I get right back
Say I had it on last
But I pick you off
With seconds on the clock
Stop crying out
Forgiveness you won't get that

Had good girls to manage
Stay in private mansions
Twerk until the trap snaps
See how they move
With something to prove
Catch the vibe
They won't lose
Step up with an attitude
We hide underneath
Got to be brief
Finally got paid
Collecting big banks
Out showing ranks
Enemies wait
Pull down the tank
You would learn how to act
Smell your ish stank
No more plugs
Figure we thugs
Face him mean mugs
Hands on your nuts
No more girls
Lonely on his side
All they heard his sigh

Show you what this about
Take it to the house
Got you sneaking around
Figure I'm the route
But I pick you off
With seconds on the clock
Stop crying out
Forgiveness you won't get that(say it)
Say I get right back
Say I had it on last
But I pick you off
With seconds on the clock
Stop crying out
Forgiveness you won't get that



Credits
Writer(s): Lyle Epps
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