Water

Stripes on the sides
Stripes on the left, stripes on the right
Champ duffel bag
Check on my chest, check on my hat
R.I.P. Juice, R.I.P. X, RIP Mac
Deep in the Brabz, one in the front, two in the

Water no juice, water no coke, water abuse, controlling that water like Moses with Jews, water like spring, on water I cruise, water like sea, water no tea, walking on water like I'm black Jesus, drip in that water, this style I produce, I'm water like Bruce, be water like Bruce

Places, places plus faces
Suit up to rumble, stone cold hell raises
Drip allegations I can't beat these cases
Flowing like water it comes from the sources
Drippin like water I studied the basics
Black leather coated I'm in the Matrix
Ballin like Kyrie I'm dictating paces
Breaking their ankles got blood on my laces

{Bruce Lee Skit}:
This is what it is, ok? I said empty your mind. Be formless, shapeless, like water. Now you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle. You put it into a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now water can flow, or it can crash. Be water, my friend

My war zone the stu or the stage, the beat is my opp and my weapon the Mic
If it's a trap it's a wrap, even if it's jazz, still kill it like Mike
Even if it's pop still beat it like Mike,
Put me with the sharks, I'm swimming like Mike
I'm punching these bars, TKO like Mike
Speed up on the opps, I'm Schumi like Mike
I move in, I move in silence like fish in the water
I'm running point like I'm Fish with Lakers
Fadeaway jumper go "swish" like it's butter
I'm screaming R.I.P. Dolph, RIP Kobe and Virgil and Chadwick and Harper
May God protect or sisters and brothers
May God protect our fathers and mothers
Huh, water no juice, water no coke, water abuse, controlling that water like Moses with Jews, water like spring, on water I cruise, water like sea, water no tea, walking on water like I'm black Jesus, drip in that water, this style I produce, I'm water like Bruce, be water like Bruce, aye

Stripes on the sides
Stripes on the left, stripes on the right
Champ duffel bag
Check on my chest, check on my hat
R.I.P. Juice, R.I.P. X, RIP Mac
Deep in the Brabz, one in the front, two in the back



Credits
Writer(s): Cheikh Faye
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