Songtexte Language Art Basel (feat. Contro) - G. Washington

Ya boi G. Wash
Yo
My projects are full of
Unauthorized occupants
That generate financial gain
From falsified documents
Incriminate or cancel games
I don't engage in either
Beyond sick the shit i write is a raging fever
Ima check ya temperature
You disrespect the emperor
Only weight-lift weed
But practice isometric strengtheners
Pressure cardiovascular
Massive bodies and massacres
Shorty ass full of sheet rock
Tf these thotties is plasterers?
What part the game is that
Good luck explaining that
A Lids store with
The largest inventory space
Can't contain the cap
I came to rap you wanna bang on wax
That's your business fam
Don't need the law looking
At you next to me
Like who is this man
You must imagine
Injury's impossible is it
Til reality reunite the fam for hospital visits
Muthafucka
G Wash

My mind stay stranger than its ever been
I'm usually high on a sedative
In my spare time
I could mind fuck a therapist
Common sense exceeds
Artificial Intelligence
First time outta town
Before you settle in
Make it imperative
To learn who the sheriff is
Cocaine was Caucasian
No Melanin
Perc 30
Sprite Dirty with cough medicine
Got the homie facing a quarter
He got like 7 in
Cut a n**** almost killed him
That's another 10
Numbers do lie
I could prove it
Have you wondering
How 99 is not greater
Than 1 percent
I'm sticking to my story
You could publish it
This is cruel and
Unusual punishment
Cold pussy got no value
Until the summer hit
I give these bitches so much space
They need a mothership
You can't speak on pain
You never suffered it
Get it right first go round
Cuz ain't no double trip
Shit they only miss you
Til you die right
And they only watch the game
For the highlights
Cuz you could sin then
Eventually get your mind right
But being born again
Only mean you able
To die twice
My rearview stay clear
I got hindsight
One wrong step
And I'm knocking you down
Five flights like
That theme music
For the shooters
Its never a warm welcome
For intruders
Cuz if they look us up
On the computers
They find us under who the
Last followers of Judas
The internet is genius
The content is stupid
Perfect opportunity
For opportunists
But your career is in
The hands of the viewers
And that's exactly why
I'm still copping from
The Cubans