Amadeus The Stampede - Believable lyrics

I'm an addict no joke, I fiend for this rap sh** Fresh out of rehab kid, I'm back at it Disgusted, broke every mirror in my house I got demons, make it clear what I'm about Nights choosing lessons, fam in the dope beats Standing on both feet, damned in these cold streets Don't speak, let the music do the talking Bloody stages and dance floors, ruined Walkmen Make your computer crash, do the math Kick it with the crew at last, Greater Good flew the flag Two g's up, we bust, believe us Feel a deep rush when pain and Stampede what Sneaky f**s crept on me, tried to beat me up Feed me cuts, drop freestyles, an easy buck Shooting rhythms like h**n and bet on Smoking MC's, like Stretchcon(?) I'm headstrong Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed So cool, no telling what I go through Wanna see what it is? Let me show you Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed So cool, no telling what I go through Wanna see what it is? Let me show you Not a pipedream, just a lot of ice cream Let the light beam off my j**els, my eyes gleam Rep hard, putting it down for my team Grimy mic fiend, do you know what I mean? I got it on the arm for the fact that I'm real Getting distribution and the packaging deals Boxes of that potent flying across the ocean Thank the man Leedz for giving me my promotion Sum of all fans being equal to the quotient Of how many times I put out some more dope sh** Eat my dust, screw these green-eyed f**s Because they don't feel pain or breathe like us Pay attention s**er, you can see I'm nuts Cut the cheque, b**h, I don't got free time c*nt Wife says slaughter, nights in the head waters White is getting snorted, writing it to record it Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed So cool, no telling what I go through Wanna see what it is? Let me show you Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed So cool, no telling what I go through Wanna see what it is? Let me show you Flood the block block with all that product Bust the squawk box and call my squad up Bang it to these groupies and hoes, the dick riders Jump on the bandwagon after chips rise up Original beats, showbiz your raw talent Chilling on peeps, slow kids lost balance Folks proud of the boy, I know what I know Die slow, p**y should've never walked the tightrope f**ing circus act, you vermin rat I heard your tracks, every single verse was whack Trying to make money off a gangster image The game is finished and that's? brains, you fit in Rock and roller, I'm dying to cross over Need your career revived then call Hova I'm up and coming, motherf**ers running Zigzagging, dodging the shots of a drunken gunman Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed So cool, no telling what I go through Wanna see what it is? Let me show you Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed So cool, no telling what I go through Wanna see what it is? Let me show you