Lyrics Alma Mater (feat. Mayday) - Tha Gata Negrra , Mayday
(Hey
on
yer
left)
(Over
here
on
yer
right)
(Over
here
on
yer
left)
(Can't
ig
me
on
yer
right)
(Can't
ig
me
on
yer
left)
(I'm
still
on
yer
right)
(I'm
still
on
yer
left)
Like
what
you
hear
or
does
it
seem
offensive
Some
be
apprehensive
when
they
trip
on
gyp
intensive
The
lines
were
never
friendly
I
need
to
blur
the
border
Typical
for
the
Brix
wayward
daughter
Folx
might
find
it
Lil
hard
to
comprehend
My
fractured
phrase-
it
tends
to
leave
the
listener
in
a
haze
And
they
dazed-amazing
becuz
for
what
it's
worth
I'm
tripping
on
you
floating
while
I'm
being
down
to
earth
Ya
feel
me?
I
feel
you
We
right
at
the
third
Clairvoyance
getting
buoyant
with
every
single
word
Cuz
I'm
multi-genre
meows
truly
stays
clownded
I
ain't
real
rap
well
you
ain't
well
rounded
Quit
judging
chyck
solely
off
her
dance
tip
It's
the
root
of
the
culture
for
meow
so
I
make
it
Try
to
break
me
down
I'll
be
kintsukuroi
I
be
the
goi
(The
goi?)
The
su
to
the
goi
Fit
me
out
with
that
boom
bap
Cuz
some
o'
yawl
think
that
I
can't
do
that
Lemme
drop
it
down
on
that
boom
bip
And
blow
you
all
away
with
how
I
do
it
Alma
mater—right
back
to
the
one
The
source—right
back
to
the
one
Alma
mater—right
back
to
the
one
The
source—right
back
to
the
one
I
got
a
spark
I
just
needed
a
little
Boom
bap
But
keep
it
positive
cuz
we
got
enough
Gloom
tracks
Still
in
the
dungeon
no
dragon
Like
a
doom
map
Cosplay
MC
without
the
cartoon
rap
But
anime-inspired
like
she's
bringing
Sailor
Moon
back
The
game
is
big
enough
it's
time
to
make
room,
jack
Don't
wanna
budge—you
don't
want
me
on
a
goon
track
I'll
spit
it
hotter
than
a
concubine
in
June's
gat
While
you'll
be
shuckin'
and
jivin'
like
a
coon
black
I'll
leave
you
permanently
scarred
like
a
ruined
tat
Cuz
I'm
a
you-don't-wanna-mess-with-him-at-high-noon
cat
Lyrically
flew
over
your
head—like
zoom
that's
You
standing
there
looking
like
a
grounded
loon
black
Tried
to
tarnish
my
image—that's
just
a
wound,
scrap
As
I
prepare
to
wreck
your
career—won't
see
ya
soon,
dap
Fit
me
out
with
that
boom
bap
Cuz
some
o'
yawl
think
that
I
can't
do
that
Lemme
drop
it
down
on
that
boom
bip
And
blow
you
all
away
with
how
I
do
it
Alma
mater—right
back
to
the
one
The
source—right
back
to
the
one
Alma
mater—right
back
to
the
one
The
source—right
back
to
the
one
I
remember
how
trax
were
built
at
one
time
They
simply
went
on
for
the
sake
of
the
rhyme
And
the
verses
kinda
went
on
forever
it
seemed
Now
we
wrap
them
in
lil
boxes
of
sixteen
chorus
verse
chorus
stop
Yet
I
live
to
give
new
boundaries
to
hip
hop
Stay
true
to
the
bedrock
but
bend
our
expression
Ready
for
another
lesson
DAT
sound
comin'
from
your
homeboy's
radio
That
took
about
twenty
batteries—I
used
to
hate
it
yo
808s
brought
a
level
of
boom
Kept
aspiring
MCs
pinned
up
in
their
room
Just
like
Biggie
said:
"It
was
all
a
dream"
To
wake
up
one
day
part
of
the
hip-hop
scene
So
I
started
with
a
table,
a
hand
and
a
fist
And
it
went
a
lil
something
like
this
Fit
me
out
with
that
boom
bap
Cuz
some
o'
yawl
think
that
I
can't
do
that
Lemme
drop
it
down
on
that
boom
bip
And
blow
you
all
away
with
how
I
do
it
Alma
mater—right
back
to
the
one
The
source—right
back
to
the
one
Alma
mater—right
back
to
the
one
The
source—right
back
to
the
one
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