Apprentice Adept - Ace Tha Don: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Apprentice Adept

2

Hip-Hop/Rap

Apprentice Adept adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak A-Listers Inc. tarafından 26 Mayıs 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıApprentice Adept - Single

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümApprentice Adept - Single

Çıkış Tarihi26 Mayıs 2018

FirmaA-Listers Inc.

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM84

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Kevin Grands

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

When you call yourself the best

There's bound to be people that wanna challenge that fact

So you always gotta be ready

Question is, are you gonna stoop to their level, with the same weak generic insults

Or are you gonna get your bars up

Whichever you do speaks a lot about your character

Everybody get your camcorder

Cus' it's about to be a lyrical manslaughter

I'm Rambo, Commando, Segal n' Transporter

Trapped in Eastwood's body, tryina get his hands on ya

Props to my brother rocking the frequency with Greedy As Fuck

Then embrace silence, I guess you not greedy enough

We get it, you taking shots, I got the message

So kick back n' watch the Don Of Da Bizness address this

We held you with high regard King Of The Nile

You were the Don, with a reputation bigger than mine

Now you're name-dropping so we can fuck with a rap verse

Do The Math homie, you're Hustling Backwards

Out here feeling like Kool G Rap

After 2, 3 tracks; boy you knew me back then

I've always been a threat to the industry lyrically

N' y'all try to elude these facts? Yo' screw these cats

Talkin' bout who's first, these are Ray J traits

Too pussy for your age, you tryina take Ray J's place?

There's no comparison, battling you's embarrassing

I'd rather let Princess Love spit on Ray J's face

See it's not about who was first, it's about who's the best

N' I can outrap you n' won't have to lose a cheque

See I'm on a roll like avalanches

Take jabs at an idol like 4pm In Calabasas

We at the Wake

Thinking I'm a walkover cus' I'm tardy to glory

My silence got him thinking he can out-bar me, with the phony uneventful career

He's hardly a story n' only got a problem with people above him, used to be Khali before me

We played this weak-ass diss, like "Gee, that's it?

I'm used to your level of lyricism; he can't spit

Tell him you liked it, he sounds like he really needs that shit"

All that rapping fast a facade, you can't speed past this

You my boy, if there's a problem there's nothing we can't fix, you know

Just light a G-bag n' relax

But he'd rather provoke me for the steet dab or see mans quit?

You're not Shady, there's no coming back from this relapse bitch

See I don't even like the industry though, too much gossip

I'm only interested in knowing who's popping

Not who's fucking who n' I wanna know everything about 'em

See where I' m going with this? You've got a problem

Look how I'm sonning you Poppa

With this childish mentality, I see a son in you Poppa

See I'm ready to kick it one-on-one with you Poppa

You wanna go bar-for-bar though? Then I ain't done with you Poppa

It's a new year, this the kind of nonsense you wanna start with?

You tryina spark shit? This is what being Poppa Don is?

Aggression but zero bars' what it takes to idolize him?

Y'all got him feeling he can go against the hardest artist

You can't escape fate, I'm Nostradamus with a heart of darkness

I'm not the guy you wanna go bar-for-bar with

I've harnessed the mind of Tony Stark n' Jarvis, combining knowledge in rap ebonics

Rhymes are polished, you don't want these kinda problems

I got the heart of a lion, but the mind of a psycho lacking a conscience from Arkham Asylum, rocking the bars n' starting a riot

The kind of an artist who's awesome regardless of genre

Something these fuckers talking find it harder to process

N' who's to challenge me, Poppa Don?

Sonny Corleone death scene, watch me pop a Don

Another statistic to show I'm lyrically intact

Just so you never question my ability to rap

We're not that different you and I, we're both incredible

We're both intelligent, we're both Top Tier in this element

Now it's evident, you've gone from eminent to irrelevant

Insults immature, following me like a regimen

N' to think we were cool n' you was my big homie

Take the bass out your voice, you acting like a bitch homie

Throw-away bars, do with them as you wish homie

"Any last words?" Yeah, get off my dick homie

And besides, who the fuck is Poppa Don

As in, who is he

As in ata sijawahi mskia

Like, for real

Written by: Ace Tha Don

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