Headcrack
Uh, yeah
I'm poppin' champagne
Sat front row up in the amphitheater
Landscape
Heavy chain on my collar
I bet he stand straight
Know the kid ignore directives [?]
Until his hand pink [?]
Showin' friends the Maître d'
Gon' have to translate everything the man say
Just so they could understand the brand hold a damn weight
Like Ronnie Coleman with the repetition
Reputation of a pessimist
Who get the kid on television
Five percenters tryna entеr into Mecca with him
And the G's that perfеct the rhythm
Y'all get the vision
Metaphysics left him bittersweet
I'm boutta rap
I'm Flexin on the track
Sound like the middle east
Slay the wildebeast
I still be practicin' rappin all on them Dilla beats
The label office wanna give the kid a midnight 'lease
Industry got me boardin' flights
Need a pill to sleep
Fuck it, pop another one
Swear this shit got me fidgetin' with my hands again
Panickin' sittin' candlelit with a Spanish bitch
I'm from New York but got manners
Been in Los Angeles
So all I need's some paper in my hand to make this grammar [?] spliff
Brandishin' weapons on the avenue
I really been the man in my section
So cut the attitude
Before they clap at you
Diggin' bullets out your ribcage
Order up, they sellin' percocet
Right where the kids play
Spittin' paper and profit a couple times over
The way I'm rappin' The Blueprint
Feel like I'm prime Hova
R.I.P. to Nip, ran the marathon
I done stride slower
Bitches, money, and clothin' become a pride grower
Rhyme soldier
Still been tryna check my ego in
But mighta seen your wife at the Grammys
She with my evil twin
A bag of weed and a pack of blunts for the trees to spin
My city still be rockin' the Jesus piece in the freezin' wind
Phenom with the baton
These cats is losin' life
Fuck your cosigner, whoever's sayin' you was nice
Four, five, six like I'm shootin dice
The type to give advice and then wait for life to go prove it right
Stupid
United Palace
Uptown shit
You know the deal
I'm poppin' champagne
Sat front row up in the amphitheater
Landscape
Heavy chain on my collar
I bet he stand straight
Know the kid ignore directives [?]
Until his hand pink [?]
Showin' friends the Maître d'
Gon' have to translate everything the man say
Just so they could understand the brand hold a damn weight
Like Ronnie Coleman with the repetition
Reputation of a pessimist
Who get the kid on television
Five percenters tryna entеr into Mecca with him
And the G's that perfеct the rhythm
Y'all get the vision
Metaphysics left him bittersweet
I'm boutta rap
I'm Flexin on the track
Sound like the middle east
Slay the wildebeast
I still be practicin' rappin all on them Dilla beats
The label office wanna give the kid a midnight 'lease
Industry got me boardin' flights
Need a pill to sleep
Fuck it, pop another one
Swear this shit got me fidgetin' with my hands again
Panickin' sittin' candlelit with a Spanish bitch
I'm from New York but got manners
Been in Los Angeles
So all I need's some paper in my hand to make this grammar [?] spliff
Brandishin' weapons on the avenue
I really been the man in my section
So cut the attitude
Before they clap at you
Diggin' bullets out your ribcage
Order up, they sellin' percocet
Right where the kids play
Spittin' paper and profit a couple times over
The way I'm rappin' The Blueprint
Feel like I'm prime Hova
R.I.P. to Nip, ran the marathon
I done stride slower
Bitches, money, and clothin' become a pride grower
Rhyme soldier
Still been tryna check my ego in
But mighta seen your wife at the Grammys
She with my evil twin
A bag of weed and a pack of blunts for the trees to spin
My city still be rockin' the Jesus piece in the freezin' wind
Phenom with the baton
These cats is losin' life
Fuck your cosigner, whoever's sayin' you was nice
Four, five, six like I'm shootin dice
The type to give advice and then wait for life to go prove it right
Stupid
United Palace
Uptown shit
You know the deal
Credits
Writer(s): Lord Sko
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