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Yeah this a banger right here nigga
Get 'em up high
High up
Bless I see you my nigga
Ayo
Killer track, full moon out, switch to silverbacks
Smack niggas pitty pat, bust off like titty jack
All up on your chest, rhyme flow never regress
Like hair follicles under mad amounts of stress
Watch me rip it off the livest of drum
No doubt Prolific is as live as they come
Niggas acting like they thug and they really not clapping the fours
My lyrics scar you from the inside like vaginal sores
Chemical flame, riots start a citizen came
Punchlines cause internal bleeding MCs grimace in pain
Yo I used to be married to rap, now I'm divorcing it
Smooth light skin coming through, dark horse nig
Niggas wanna battle must've laced the reefer
Fuck with Pro it's a wrap like quesadilla
It's a drop in hip hop and I got diarrhea
But I'm charging niggas double, homie stack them G's up
We write raps, write rhymes, write lyrics
Listen to this track for state of mind of inner spirit
Get 'em up high, put 'em up high
So high we can reach the sky
Yo, we write raps, write rhymes, write lyrics
Listen to this track for state of mind of inner spirit
Get 'em up high, put 'em up high
So high we can reach the sky
Come on
Uh, yo, check it
I'm in the zone when I'm winning
In the zone when I'm losing
In the zone when I'm spitting
Sipping Patron in the zone with the women
Yeah, getting it on with the grownest of women
Yeah, uh, elevate to higher elevations
Boss bitches out and raise the bar with higher expectations
Uh, you gotta look good and cook good
And if you white from the suburbs you gotta look hood
Yeah, the MPs is back back
Bless left for a while but now he is back
Throwing a Pittsburgh jersey, max and slacks
With some yellow and white ones for the cheese and crack
Goddamn my whole steez is crack
I put it out there, shit I don't even need to rap
All I need is my niggas to build
And for y'all to just fall off my nuts motherfucking chill
We write raps, write rhymes, write lyrics
Listen to this track for state of mind of inner spirit
Get 'em up high, put 'em up high
So high we can reach the sky
Yo, we write raps, write rhymes, write lyrics
Listen to this track for state of mind of inner spirit
Get 'em up high, put 'em up high
So high we can reach the sky
Come on
We write raps, write rhymes, write lyrics
Listen to this track for state of mind of inner spirit
Get 'em up high, put 'em up high
So high we can reach the sky
Yo, we write raps, write rhymes, write lyrics
Listen to this track for state of mind of inner spirit
Get 'em up high, put 'em up high
So high we can reach the sky



Авторы: Albert Hayden


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