D-Nasty - The Alley Cypher Session lyrics

[Verse 1 (1:47): YDV] Got a confession this verse was last was minute Could only start writing once I let my past finish My n***as threw me up said it's time to smash innings I was focused on the ball but didn't know how to finish I was focused on the ball didn't know how hit Knew what I wanted to say but not how to spit Cuz the truth is my mind was clueless Confused, from all the abuse and bruises Just to look in the mirror I'd ask like who this? Said this n***a thats looking at me Eyes full of ambition, with no clear direction, he pleads for resurrections In order just to be happy Now I don't intent to rap just about me I got a couple brothers in the back as you can see But I don't intent to preach a fallacy So I took a step back re-evaluate beliefs Like to preach at first you follow You won't see the stars if you looking down in sorrow You can't be God, if you don't know who you are So for me I had to spar, raise the bar on my self Cuz in due time Maybe you can shine Digging in your mind you can find. Gold. Mines! Like oh my They spitting dope lines Mix it with the hope, the pope might co-sign You thought it was a joke, but nope they so dope!!! We just tryna move this music 'cross the Gold Coast!!! [Verse 2 (3:32): Frankie Tarantino] I swing through real smooth, money dirty like the j**s Got my attitude on 'I cannot lose' Put all of the seven O-Zs of my brain power to use My positive energy sounds peace to you I'm Puerto Rican a salsero with the footwork I walk by shawty her tongue out like lizard Blisters, all over my hands from holding the game f**ed around and had to put it down, what a damn shame f** a brand name, I'll never step out my lane trying fit the check I see what I have to do then just do it, nothing less I'm feeling fly like a bird when you see my name you best put some respeck On it, or else you history like Shakespeare's sonnets I'm bionic, Move at super speeds like sonic For the days that I was in bondage, now I'm as free as my culture degree I'm flowing like the breeze, as high as flying trapeze rolling weed You really talking to best indeed G.O.D in the flesh Fresh to d**h like inhaling crest breath The last ones left k**ing the game without threats [Verse 3 (4:58): Nate Nics] It's the pill poppin' negligent resident Inside a squadron filled with all uncredited presidents To have or hold without a side of present unprecedents Have and holdings getting old without a crescent moon letterman Famous and settled in to run off with a settlement n***a if my imagination's racing I better win Winners losing from celebrating places I never been Tired of my procrastinatin'. Hatin' the belt again Cause I'm not a champion but, n***a, I wanna be Cause wannabes always wanna be Nics so it's haunting me So toss me into the quality pit as a prodigy Then posses will hear the bars that I spit and be fond of me Cause I am undoubtedly gonna start me a legacy And I'll spit it from A to Z and k** all of y'all lazily Just a regular day for me Abstract is the agency The game is awaiting me so I'll fill up it's vacancy With these lyrical bullets all fancied up in their best dress That full metal jacket's what I'm referring; don't test that Best stats in the competition I'm best at Abstract Society of General mishaps n***a This is the last straw I'm eliminating your fortune 4CHAN my forums got you missing like foreskin Firsthand you're witnessing the d**h of a Horseman 4th man to take another L take caution Like, "FIRE FIRE it's the pandemic proprietor Providing tyrants with unreliable sense of fight in ya' You're biting dust if you step to us we'll do what lightning does And light ya' up with underhook piledrivers and uppercuts I got a sad song in me for a sad time This ain't it call it depression in a bad rhyme I got my team and all my goals to keep me going But I'm sick and tired of all these rappers spitting that broken Bar sh**, that in the bar sh** That chilling with the n***as and hotboxing inside your mom's car sh** It's all sh**, your listening to it saying it's our sh** It's garbage; if rap is a silver platter that's tarnish And pardon profanities, mama, because I'm still Nate The son you woke up early and drove to school who was still late The one these n***as never respected who can distill hate The one who put the pen to paper opening a trill fate [Verse 4 (7:08): D-Nasty] Back in the day, I was a prophet My future was bright Nowadays I want the profit My future's in sight I keep it simple whenever I write And plus, I let you hear it whenever I'm right I follow the G code Inhale the weed smoke You didn't see it coming the last time that we spoke Now its Nasty hoodies, Nasty hats, Nasty shirts b**hes do some nasty acts anytime that Nasty flirts My name Nasty can't say I planned it Give n***as the hands quick So where's my n***a Sandwich Never soft But if you piss me off I clear ya kidneys like you pissin n***a Break into ya crib Come down ya chimney like its Christmas n***a Won't be no presents When I'm present You be missing n***a That'll be the day What can I say I'm just a gifted sinner [Outro (8:03): YDV] The verse that I wrote is a reflection for me Cuz I can be what I want to be Believe in yourself then you say it too I know I can do what I wanna do Yeah So do what you wanna do!