Your Favorite Rap Song

Oh I swear All I ever wanted was to be somebody My reefer cloudy, lost to each assignment Making beats and rhyming so proceed to find me My speech align with "teacher, teacher help me seek the knowledge" But the street's is evil, we proceed to flee police and sirens Grievance foul, reaper loud six feet my ego grow Shawty grip it both hands letting off my eagle low Bust it back and forth there's no remorse I win of course I'm in You fraudulent, I'm selling drugs Where's the love? hit my plug This is for my 40 busta's holding crutches Cause they know they hustlers While the man is tryna cobra clutch us I drank a whole 8 bottles man I won't discuss this Cause even if it's champagne better know your substance Fancy nigga's stuck on a brand name But any day it's all we order champagne I'm talking shit for my fan's sake I give a fuck who can't relate I'm every last skate I paint the picture for peace Large wishes dismembered in several scenes I'm Kubrick with chemistry You're degenerate, generously Poor me, poor, poor me Got them hooked one time So I gotta oldie All I ever wanted son was a brick, a mask and a hunnid guns Put a drip in a mesh if you want it son For them chips I be down and I run at you Yeahhhhh I'm painting portraits while engulfers spend it I'm high as hell when indulging in these gorgeous woman Pave the future for (?) as I'm contributing my two cents So I'm a nuisance Producing and I tighten the loop, like it's a noose-sence Who's this? not for amusement, I'm never clueless I do this but never foolish, you doo doo and that's what stool is My crew is cool as the Fonz and you're Ferris Bueller No honouring my medulla No time for your common coonary Prognosis was doses of mean rock Dreaming I been thugging like when Afeni conceived Pac Papa told me fame would only flood my brain So when you washed up is when you focus on these lames Money, motive and music my main objective is this I'm pushing the envelope and I still give that for the kids Mind, soul and spirit Concious because I'm near it The whisper is the mirror to all my merit's So fuck you if you ain't hear it nigga All I ever wanted son was a brick, a mask and hunnid guns Put a drip in a mesh if you want it son For them chips I be down and I run at you Yeahhhhh All I ever wanted son was a brick, a mask and hunnid guns Put a drip in a mesh if you want it son For them chips I be down and I run at you Yeahhhhh All I wanna do is Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit Ahhhh All I wanna do is Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit Uh You can reach into your pocket While I reach into my mind Clarity is so divine We just single the design The physical we inherit By visions on TV screens Chasing the fucking dream Living it at the scene Never I'm fucking clean Never this obscene The green like six teens Flip O's a machine Vaccine I'm poison Got guns like marines Smoke good the routine Loving that pussy Juicy the top dog, juicy like hot sauce Juicy like AI, break necks like Benoit I flow it the Hulk Hogans Blow it the best Hold the composure Pet bring the coffin Death will console ya Remember me blessing you fools with my energy My energy Blessing you fools with my energy Remember me blessing you fools with my energy My energy Moving through life like there ain't no tomorrow Blazing all these mics like show-time at Apollo Thinking bout my life full circle and the sorrow Gotta get the C.R.E.A.M Money motivations, greens galore1 Yeh, I like that shit raw, tell me how that shit feel Living legend, 20 something, imagine how my dick feel God damn it how does all my shit feel Men win and men lose, sometimes a friend too Steaming on the tops, I'm never stealth from the fuck I've never felt like I'm not Swagger it's in my fruits New York we the greatest, these rap niggas hate us Most you niggas wanna be us, I can see it in they faces They like the same sense, seventeen beating cases Same drugs and same names, different places Same kick game perspective just switch lanes Been hot for 4 years, my nigga I zip blaze A true meaning it seems, underground kings Still high without my wings, survive and still got dream Equality and loyal over fallacies and more And where I come from the hood is still niggas poor Pour another bottle fuck America's dreams Do it for your family or life ain't what it seems Get it how you live and album sales wouldn't matter Still running through you niggas like a mother fucking bada-- I was conceived under the rubble of the buildings That Snoop crumble back in 19-s-s-s-something Someone once told me suffering would lead to the discovery of something deep Inner Peace Mind, Body, Soul; Holy Trinity The Dark Man rides the pale horse Down the road the checker board Kaleidoscope vision My vision in vivid is formed My prism is shimmering glistening I'm giving off A ray of light, ironic cause my name comes from the dark I am the spawn of the sin of my pops, yeh I was taught But I vocalled and got involved the only flaw that I know My only flaw and the earth revolves whether I am on it or naw But fuck that let's break the law We're scared of law because my fam cannot afford to flee Should a nigga spawn for me tell him it's Saint Laurent Gold coliseum front painful (?) 8 whores pack the front of the bus, we on tour World War 3 when I undraw these vocals C4 Laying my punchlines like landmines I was born on the darkest day, in blood I was baptised1 I can't help but understate watch this cat (?) decapitate Gimme a 10, gimme a 9, fuck just gimme a gatling So I get crazy reunion and splatter his whole family Who gon' be at communion? Sports, drugs and entertainment (?) computers (?) wordsmith You turd shit, I can Be a nuisance to any rapper that's spewing that shit that we been doing Rolling stone with this chrome I leave his body in ruins I ch-chew him and pew pew him I'm Duke Nukem, fuck how niggas doin How dare these rappers over bite the Man with the overbite above par, above the bar, I'm over nice God ain't even shoulder-height Pocket knife, clean slice, grab that ammo P I'm as cold as ice, a walking talking poltergeist It's Jesus Christ, I turn water to acid, I can straighten out the meanest dyke 7 gram backward, now my eyes Korean tight My Grandpa can't read or write, the cops never read my rights Running from them flashing lights like Ye when he was still with Nike Devil plied the final slice, gave my life up to the mic Every rhyme I spit precise, I channel ODB and Big and Pac before I sit and write Her seat comes to sitting right, I'm just tryin to lick 'n' bite 'n' fuck 'n' fight Who you kidding, there's no fixing nigga this the facts of life Acid tab and dirty sprite, I'm living the absurdist life Why I felt denim (?) my jeans virgin tight Your favorite rapper bit my whole life, but he ain't serve it right Come on dog, I got more bars than when your service right 110 in the stolen coupe then I'm swerving right Follow me come see these sights Don't be scared, hol' on tight Y'all should call me Conrad Murray the way I murder Mike