Brooklyn Beats - Foolishness lyrics

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Brooklyn Beats - Foolishness lyrics

[Verse 1] 10 steps ahead of the next cat. Bet that Tennessee, home where the best at Just kiddin'. No need to boost our ego Been ballin' like I jumped from the free throw Known to keep 'em out of they seats Style you cannot beat. Go ahead. Read 'em and weep Many of those who claim to be MC's, they just put me to sleep Like woopty do dah. Hoo hah, got you all in check with that raw sh** Kick it like martial arts. k** 'em with partial thoughts Homie want a sack 'cause he a narc or a cop Honestly, I really hope not, before yo a** get got Know your role. Best to plan and plot 'cause everybody schemin' Loop this like we was beaming Truly think you can get with this? Homie must have been dreamin' This that natural organic eruptin' like volcanic No need to panic. The love that I show is gigantic Swimmin' in her ocean, sink deep at the Titanic Have her runnin' rampant with my antics Peep the bedhead bandit from the land of the lost Dip your toe's in the water before you swim Get ate by the sharks Music gave me the spark for my soul to embark To reck the industry as I climb the charts We major in fine arts, and if your rhyme's fine as mine are Could go back and forth. Shine like binary stars [HOOK] Can't be foolin' with them fools you be foolin' with Ask me. Roll with the skaters to the athletes If you wanna follow, then "at" me Better wait in line if you think you can pa** me Can't be foolin' with them fools you be foolin' with Go ahead. Dismiss me with that foolishness Can't be foolin' with them fools you be foolin' with Go ahead. Dismiss me with that... [VERSE 2] Stay with the crew, real tight knit Beat ride like I'm on my bike when I do what I do With the game, I be hardly amused Hit the stage, serenade and sooth Been out for a month or two Trippin' off the scene-less scene f** it, let me come clean Nothing's what it seems. Only have myself to redeem With my team, we the new regime Ready to go all 12 rounds All we need is a ding, cha-ching Gimme the money, the cream All the honeys and weed, some good food to eat Don't this all sounds sweet? Be sure to do good deeds. Say your peace and leave Stayin' cool 'cause I got a couple tricks up my sleeve Believe [HOOK]