paroles de chanson Nazareth - Lecs

Shit I got enough art to fill a whole clip
Film to make a project, this all grade A content
Shit first round prospect, my neighborhood a hot mess
Came in the game with high press, can't no one touch my tactics
This shit right here a classic, we not cut from the same cloth or fabric
Stu up in the basement like the Nazareth
Got the drums they knock just like Jehovah Witnesses
I'm hoping y'all could witness this, 'cause with the pen I'm privileged
There ain't no miss with this

Aye, aye

Said we'll just leave that to the old folks, I'm young but got a old soul
They tracks just hit the goal posts
I give my heart and torso, might bend but we do not fold
They prolly thinking to themselves "How this shit start the intro?"
I'm putting this one top shelf ain't no chance that it could get old

Oh

That's just how shit go, but y'all gone hear about that on the track list
Can't nobody see me, I wore a burka while I rapped this shit
This pick six up on the beat, I swear I got a sixth sense
Don't need your two cents, 'cause I just got enough to get by, but not enough to get high
But just enough so I could slide and get right back to my crib
Hit my lil stu and make this, send it to Jah for the mix
And pray to Christ that I don't miss bitch

Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, uh
Yo, shit
Oh
Concept

Fuck

I need to start getting up earlier for real man, fuck