Oh You Want More?

Yo, walking the tight rope of street culture

Diving off cliffs and tend to eat vultures

Always like to whisper round the street enough

But don't posses the stamina to keep it rough

Can't relate to the ice on the wrist though

Got love for my life from my s-soul

To the sky goes Papa when the clouds go black

I'll be slipping customs like a diplomat

Sometimes I have to cry like an aristocrat

Stop trying to compare me to this other chap

Flat broke but benevolent

Walking with some very big elephants

Some people get impressed with how I'm rippin' it

Jump back and kiss my fucking birth certificate

Oh, you want more? We got plenty more

Come with more plot twists than 24

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All for one, one for all, please

Tried to be a teen got stabbed in my knees

Critics try to amputate my whole steez

Like I'm not coming with fresh levels ice, freeze

Cold water 'cause some made bonfire

But I'm coming like that Levi ad, I run higher

And Dobie Grey does not get a phone call

Now the in-crowd, we stand alone for

I'm tired of these wall to wall stone faced

Too cool to dance, or can't dance in the first place

Too cool to smile, too cool to jump

Inside your dance, I'm the last type of act you want

Who keeps mobsters clinging to the door?

Lobsters clinging to your toe

Youngsters clinging to the floor

Looking at me like as if you don't know, huh?

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Celebrated like Kool and the Gang, I bang

Infinite said it best, "No more orangutans"

Big up to new flesh, gamma ring ghetto grammar gang

Got my hands on the dam, now watch the water hang

Forget your light force, shatter your Ray-Bans

Loving me right now, intend to stay pan

Hip-hop till I hover

If something goes wrong tell my mother that I love her 'cause

In this life nothing's guaranteed

That's why some chill or smoke the ganja weed

And some stand still when we find hands to lead

And some freak out with hasty plans to leave

I hold it down like I really I shouldn't

Fill in my footprints, you really couldn't

So take lessons from the boss

Been humble with skills now I intend to floss a little

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Oh, you want more? Infinitely, infinitely

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