Sporting Life - 100 lyrics

[Verse 1: Wiki] These herbs take my verses for granted Every verse deserves a purse with a grand and A hearse with a handsome I purchased a bandage for those that Ain't heard of the damage I bring I sing verses that merk off your manner Think you polite Picked up by the police, to-night In booking, Shooken so tight Tingling mingling with the coked type that's so white Or the wild on can*l, soul closed tight Old-type Uncle Stu, told me bout his whole life How he used to hold knifes Now I hold mics [Hook: Hak] Hard pill to swallow Heard there's light at the end of the tunnel Wasteman found it Left it rot He was chasing his troubles [Bridge: Wiki] Tim hit the puddle Splash raps up in the huddle And these f**ers wonder how we keep it one-double? (x3) [Verse 2: Hak] Gold-fingered Sport Tossed me the beat, told me to keep it a hundred Risen the ranks Tend to spit, speak, say what i want to Go to my gun or Cool hands of thunder succumb Pulling me under Into the jungle Like it or lump it Eat, it's one or the other [Wiki] Cute kid, tooth-ed Lose it now I'm putrid Truth is, toothless Zooted Care, who could give two sh**s Usually used with Used to be muted Eh eh, it made me tight, gave me a mic Now I'm hype to use it Music's just two cents This flu i grew has left me too sick Gonna take you through some of what we doing Truth is you can't deduce it Hustlers that do it Never left if they know they need it If you get it tell me what percentage do you keep it? We keep it! [Hook] [Bridge] [Outro: Wiki][x4] Don't forget it Bullsh** Of course, sweat it Cause we was force-fed it Since we was all born in it