Ike B - Dice Game Diagrams lyrics

[Intro Dialogue] Everything breaks down to values. Now once you catch the [?] really listen to what I'm saying, get your pens out, get your paper out. I'm not being funny, I'm not being facetious. I want you to write this stuff down, because it's gonna sound good and you're gonna say "aw man that was, that sounds [?]." Write it down, if you want to utilize it for your life. Everything breaks down to values [Hook: Porter Ray] n***as been schemin' Dreams turn to schemes Turn to bigger things Watches with the blue rings [Verse 1: Porter Ray] Bra** spiders, black jaguars Blue lotus, focus Had my eyes closed when I wrote this Ferarri dreamin Prawns and calamari season With Porsche Cayenne Polo horse diagrams Just the ink in my mind's pen Vinyl under the needle Listen to my rhyme spin My mental tablet Ten crack commandments Connect like magnets My scheme elaborate Collaborate with criminals Street scientist practice rituals Pyrex pots break down minerals Calculate ways scales digital Pistol by my genitals As I light my medicinal [Verse 2: Porter Ray] Fist full of white men In my right hand Close my eyes and shoot Tell me where the dice land Bomb shake chrome radiates Stay away Cheesecake make you player hate As I aviate Back roll metro Backpack patagonia pesto 5 panel hat nike presto Gortex RLX magnum latex Man escape dest Mongoose BMX Ben bridge [?] Eddie Bauer EBtek Black hammers hot coal ice keep me wet Avoid the boys marijuana make me paranoid Crown Vic convoys Chrome carry toys Cochise and Columbian fleece A North Face, northwest a chest shadow like a floral vase Chardonnay chevrolets gas pedal getaways Slide out to the hideout back in federal way [Verse 3: ?] Green rovers White Benz 2 boulders Dangled loaves Roll kobe kush ogre Bush burned Biblical streets political Reach deep for residuals The daily ritual Toasty Liquor like my lyrical Here's the crew, horsegame liverpool Kick game liverpool Leather walley cheetoh Hella hotties we know We toss them on jets like Geno Cool [?] hoops [?] Touchdown you sideline Tim Tebow No team fakers hard for large egos 'Dro steam Flourescent lights grow green My whole team, we on now, we on scene Golf carts, why's that, we on green Ride pa** like act We on lean And white lax White walls they all clean Keep coastin' While mommy deep throatin p**y so good Make you bust in 3 strokes Not me I seen city streets and drop beats Gucci stores, drop G's… [Outro Dialogue] My n***a you don't remember, you always used to see us shoot dice. She was like, f** that I want to shoot. You had a nice little back roll too. Nice little short little dice roll, I ain't gona lie my n***a. I remember one day though, you came to the wrong dice game, my n***a. I think we were shooting 50s and 100s. It was me, [?] and my n***a DC, we were shooting outside of SU. You don't remember, you lost the whole [?] my n***a. You left us with everything my n***a. You wouldn't even talk to us my n***a. I never forget that day, my n***a. But like I said though, my n***a, times like that, that sh** is priceless You can't pay for that sh** my n***a