araabMUZIK - Freelance lyrics

h*monyms fluent/ Persuasive agents invading so let me just get right to it/ Im prudent/ Im no, Saint Imma sinner/ But trembled out the placenta a winner Don't you remember?/ Such a momentous occa**ion/ Stop following cause my Favorites are farfromfavored/ The birth of my hidden talent was complicated in labor/ Sadity n***as off the kitty litter/ but you talkin' bold for a titty sipper/ See, Im to high. b**h I'm off the dipper/ Or Shaqanosis of the Oop from Fisher/ Pushing the limits/ These pistons never stop till the finish/ Rappers look mighty tasty, Idi Amin to this business/ I'm stoppin' rappers like Kappas/ & beating beats like a congo/ Dead Poets on instrumentals/ No bounce beats or party songs/ You get it? Well I intended. Offended? Well then I meant it/ Cuz I ain't in it like Bennett/ The beat escaped so I skinned it/ The compensation of many/ 400 years we'll replenish/ or maybe we're just a digit?/ Mother f** your critics opinion!/ Woke up this morning & even before the yawnin' I prayed to God that the flautin' of pistols p**y, & content of vanity won't conform me to commoners chasin' dollars/ See commas runnin' the projects/ & projects f**in' with logic/ The government got us trippin'/ Im spittin' it like Im lippin/ So all I need is attention/ No all I need is a minute or 2 or 3 cause Im gifted with lyrics new to the district/ Renew your Smart Trip when life ain't fair where you livin'/ They guns is holstered they itchin'/ They tounges is potent from whippin's they holdin' close cause coppa's go 240 on your kidney/ They lurkin' throughout the city/ They schemin' plottin' for millions/ Suburban view of the vagrants/ Defamed/ Vivascious and vained/ Never to be the same/ Silver spoon since the first moon my skin reflected/ Darkest Vesper/ Helter Skelter mind is written through the pictures that I've written/ Basquiat but darker pigment/ Flippin my words a lyrical gymnast/ Want this sh**? Then come & get it/ New Harlem, we own the city/ AFG, who f**in' with it?/ Come correct or we will splitcha/ *DAMN!* My crew we on top, you are below the belt/ I preach life to d**h so your small flame dont melt/ My cold heart. When my time comes I will be built by the lost memories, can't suppress love I felt/ From AZ to MD my mind will be spilt by this beat That my Four Fathers built so can I just be free??/