Boots - Alright lyrics

You gotta gotta gotta keep Back tracking and zig zagging and stack stacking Stay off the gla** ceiling they're crack-cracking Steer clear of the meat heads at meat packing Frat boys and dumb f**s need clap-clapping Pardon me I take a second to dance I never leave my weapons loaded leave protection to chance If you could regulate your breathing when you fall in a trance You back up to the b-boy stance My dreams stay loaded Degrees below freeze Like a Miley Cyrus tongue these f**ers just stay coated I'm misquoted Gliding like James in clouds Who's gonna come for that crown? Record labels want a brand new who*e I preach to motherf**ing chairs and leave respect at the door I see them pulling out their hair until there ain't no more I see them pulling out our names like a tech in the drawer I see em s** the dick of fame no dames are dimes anymore But if you treat us how you treat us, drop the mic on the floor Choke a motherf**er out like we've been ready for gore Washing up on shore dressed like I'm ready for war Dressed up to the tens kid I can't be taught It's just my brilliance escapes you cuz I won't be bought Now Everybody ask where I'm from Everybody ask what I've done 1 million in one week: gold streets Friday nights are ripe to f** a gold piece Condom wrappers are gold throw out the old sheets p**y flow like waves are crashing over me [Hook] May I kick a little flow like this some more Can I kick it with a bad b**h some more Can you pack it up drive up to my block Knock knock on my door and drop your a** some more Kick a little flow like this some more Can I kick it with a bad b**h some more Can you pack it up drive up to my block Knock knock on my door and drop your a** some more But I know what I know what I know what I know Try to keep it real but we always fumble f**ers in my grill tryna make me tumble I could reminisce bout the days of bliss With my hands on your hips while your lips drip drip Skip to the end when I sell my guitar Waiting room chairs, front seat of the car Take it in strife, I never made you my wife I stay haunted with the dreams of an unborn life Now here I am, there I go There you are, here I go Just so you know See I grew up without a cent, just a chip on my shoulder They told me I could move some mountains just to wait till I'm older But when the days got shorter and my breath got colder The world gets smaller, one day it's all over Crocodile tears fear proctologist Sky-rocket the spears who rock anonymous Trap-rock, crack rock, rock-a-bye baby And maybe I forget the days when we were crazy My weapons are looking' hazy My steppin' is like amazing I'm caught between the basics of half-lives and daisies The gates come up and baby it's poof out of the races The youth out of our faces, the truth can't be erased Cuz I'm sick of all the racist, perverted, hurted, inverted and murderous converted earnest The worst fiery furnaces They're only stepping cuz the shots they fire flip the lid That's why they're checking out their weapons on the younger kids Crystal ceilings of feelings spilling my dealings Now everybody is squealing like stuck pigs, they're kneeling Don't move [Hook] May I kick a little flow like this some more Can I kick it with a bad b**h some more Can you pack it up drive up to my block Knock knock on my door and drop your a** some more Kick a little flow like this some more Can I kick it with a bad b**h some more Can you pack it up drive up to my block Knock knock