5 Percent

I crank on the beat
I do it again
Can't judge me
You committed a sin
Pitch black five percent
Police come they nine or ten
They shouldn't be chiming in
They just be lingering
Eyes closed I ain't see shit
Mouth closed I ain't speaking shit

I crank on the beat
I do it again
Can't judge me
You committed a sin
Pitch black five percent
Police come they nine or ten
They shouldn't be chiming in
They just be lingering
Eyes closed I ain't see shit
Mouth closed I ain't speaking shit

Give me my lawyer before we persist
Fuck what you talking
Let me check on my kids
Calling the wife to check on the crib
I gotta make a way so they can live
A comfortable living without extra shit
No police involved no taking shit
Food on the table and the latest drip
Lyrics be gold metaphors be swift
They sleeping on me so give them a sip
Wake there ass up before I flip
Not a delic so I don't trip
Flow sick watch me switch
Listen quick quicker than your clip
Reload the bitch and bust again
Hot shells thought my gun was the oven
Wipe his nose
Make him think again
Damn I know I be tweaking it
But niggas rapping that street shit
Knowing that they tweeting
I ain't saying I'm on that street shit
And I hold my own on some g shit
Know some niggas with the street shit
Just in case god forbid
A nigga be a flight risk
On some eww shit

I crank on the beat
I do it again
Can't judge me
You committed a sin
Pitch black five percent
Police come they nine or ten
They shouldn't be chiming in
They just be lingering
Eyes closed I ain't see shit
Mouth closed I ain't speaking shit

I crank on the beat
I do it again
Can't judge me
You committed a sin
Pitch black five percent
Police come they nine or ten
They shouldn't be chiming in
They just be lingering
Eyes closed I ain't see shit
Mouth closed I ain't speaking shit



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Writer(s): Donnie Bradley Jr
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