Unleash
You do a lot of talk and posing
Hella online chatting and posting
Might get comfy but never get dozy
Hate don't sleep, but I bet it approach me
Why I stay unfettered and rosy
Man I move like veteran O.G
Silent communication you would think
It's intelligence on me
Shook hands you was never like homey
Mind like Marx but I edit with Stokely
Name was Kunta you read it like Tobey
Sleep at the wheel time to chill on the Codeine
Pro black but I'd rather be pro free
Outspoken I got to move low key
In a land where you can't live toasty
Rats in a maze and most got no cheese
See you at the door screaming don't leave
Lock it behind you and throw both keys
Life is a bitch with tricks in both sleeves
And the dead don't know they don't breathe
Rare views of the dude I'm ghostly
Dont get lost boss shit is not so deep
Everyday stone I blow by the OZ
Quick you would miss motherfucker don't blink
Get involved, got a whole damn city on my back
And all my patnas on the prowl I told them bring me something back
We got that dog you dealing with the leader of the pack
I'm about to let the gate open and go unleash it where you at
Get involved, got a whole damn town I represent
And all my patnas smell beef I up and put them on the scent
I'll set it off you dealing with the leader of the pack
I'm about to let the gate open and go unleash it where you at
On top I could stay here forever
No need for me to pray to whomever
Get hate cuz I brave any weather
But my beats kick hard and my phrases are better
Zuckerberg goal my aim is so meta
Maintain the game I ain't gonna let up
In this typical rat maze the aim is the cheddar
But a diamond cause you cave under pressure
Shameless no shame in a mess up
But my lane's no way not ever
Unless you bring drama like telenovelas
Stay underground and remain in the cellar
A new chapter came it seemed Chap done change
Summed up the aim in like four letters
So apt to bang, I just cracked the frame
You my generation still don't get us
Killing each bar how to spar can't tell us
Peaked your stats and as soon as the leak get back
Only ticks to the ding that you get jealous
I'm here to make the scene turn hellish
Not one for grandeur to embellish
Beat up beats til I leave bloody streets
And stories you can tell all your fellas
I bang til your face turns reddish
Can't say it more plainer than this
Competitors nothing but names on a list
Soon as you pull up I'm making a shift
Vroom vroom gone my lane gonna switch
Fame is a drain if you ain't got the itch
Came with a rep so I can't really bitch
This propane when the flame on the tip
You don't really need my name on your lips
Talk is talk but it's danger in it
Yeah it's all slang but I ain't too convinced
That you know the weight of your words
To arrange in a way that would make them make sense
It's okay bro stay looking dense
Til the aim up and you feel the pain of the hit
He ain't know he should use a brain when he spit
Now he in a grave and they laying him to rest
Big Chap shit let me say in the defense
Of the real emcees that came and done went
Put it in my name if you lame get bent
Been the same ever since never changing for shit
In layman's, be afraid of my grips
On a mic on life I'm as nice as it gets
While you pick what boots best for a lick
This not soccer not doing it for kicks
Hella online chatting and posting
Might get comfy but never get dozy
Hate don't sleep, but I bet it approach me
Why I stay unfettered and rosy
Man I move like veteran O.G
Silent communication you would think
It's intelligence on me
Shook hands you was never like homey
Mind like Marx but I edit with Stokely
Name was Kunta you read it like Tobey
Sleep at the wheel time to chill on the Codeine
Pro black but I'd rather be pro free
Outspoken I got to move low key
In a land where you can't live toasty
Rats in a maze and most got no cheese
See you at the door screaming don't leave
Lock it behind you and throw both keys
Life is a bitch with tricks in both sleeves
And the dead don't know they don't breathe
Rare views of the dude I'm ghostly
Dont get lost boss shit is not so deep
Everyday stone I blow by the OZ
Quick you would miss motherfucker don't blink
Get involved, got a whole damn city on my back
And all my patnas on the prowl I told them bring me something back
We got that dog you dealing with the leader of the pack
I'm about to let the gate open and go unleash it where you at
Get involved, got a whole damn town I represent
And all my patnas smell beef I up and put them on the scent
I'll set it off you dealing with the leader of the pack
I'm about to let the gate open and go unleash it where you at
On top I could stay here forever
No need for me to pray to whomever
Get hate cuz I brave any weather
But my beats kick hard and my phrases are better
Zuckerberg goal my aim is so meta
Maintain the game I ain't gonna let up
In this typical rat maze the aim is the cheddar
But a diamond cause you cave under pressure
Shameless no shame in a mess up
But my lane's no way not ever
Unless you bring drama like telenovelas
Stay underground and remain in the cellar
A new chapter came it seemed Chap done change
Summed up the aim in like four letters
So apt to bang, I just cracked the frame
You my generation still don't get us
Killing each bar how to spar can't tell us
Peaked your stats and as soon as the leak get back
Only ticks to the ding that you get jealous
I'm here to make the scene turn hellish
Not one for grandeur to embellish
Beat up beats til I leave bloody streets
And stories you can tell all your fellas
I bang til your face turns reddish
Can't say it more plainer than this
Competitors nothing but names on a list
Soon as you pull up I'm making a shift
Vroom vroom gone my lane gonna switch
Fame is a drain if you ain't got the itch
Came with a rep so I can't really bitch
This propane when the flame on the tip
You don't really need my name on your lips
Talk is talk but it's danger in it
Yeah it's all slang but I ain't too convinced
That you know the weight of your words
To arrange in a way that would make them make sense
It's okay bro stay looking dense
Til the aim up and you feel the pain of the hit
He ain't know he should use a brain when he spit
Now he in a grave and they laying him to rest
Big Chap shit let me say in the defense
Of the real emcees that came and done went
Put it in my name if you lame get bent
Been the same ever since never changing for shit
In layman's, be afraid of my grips
On a mic on life I'm as nice as it gets
While you pick what boots best for a lick
This not soccer not doing it for kicks
Credits
Writer(s): Chap., Christopher Holmes
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