Infinite2 - Soulstice lyrics

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Infinite2 - Soulstice lyrics

[Intro] You sweat, but you don't dare move. You want to scream, but you can't. Terror grips every nerve in your body, and your heart is beating so fast, it feels like your eardrums are going to burst. You swallow hard and you realize, there is nothing you can do [Verse 1] Shawty wanna be a hip-hop head But she ain't know that hip-hops dead Someone let her know that the double O's packin' a flow Way hotter than magnums It's so perplexin', straight from the Solar Plexus The belly of the beast, lookin' for something to eat Grumblin' for an MC that's mumblin' Order one for brunch, then spit out the Gucci belt 'Cause it don't digest well, got me questionin' the authenticity 'Cause some replicas known to mix in like casualties So there's bound to be a couple Real G's put a hole in one, like buckles And proceed to put the proceeds in the duffel Dumb pigs is trynna sniff up the kid, 'cause he's realer than truffles With a pulp mind that surpa**es others, word to my brother Skip out, wouldn't jump ship unless I'm packin' rubbers Now I'm stayin' afloat, [] goin' under, and still Never omit the kid behind the bars, pay attention to the tender Or you'll get robbed, thats a given, I feel like Jigga or Nas But if I smoke a big L, I could be Pac And I too have a dream, with a little Malcolm in me like a [] Who would have thought that my thoughts would be the product of a spark? Always jam, and the medias goin' off, high voltage Hotter than a summer solstice, I [] and leave em soulless Plus [] and leave em soulless So I guess it's best if ya don't provoke us, cause The kid's gotta buzz louder than locus, with the trinity on lock like locus, hocus pocus Work your magic with the words, so forget what you heard And on a G note, [] I pay attention to intuition Now I'm spittin' sermons that will make your favorite bishop listen, catch me on the R driftin' in the distance Only identifiable by my pigment, like This what the games been missin' And I put that on my pigment So why you trippin'?