Kirk Knight - Amethyst Rockstar lyrics

[Sample: Saul Williams] (f** You!) I stand on the corner of the block slinging amethyst rocks Drinking 40s of mother earth's private nectar stock Dodging cops, cuz' 50 be the 666 and I need a fix of that purple rain: The type of sh** that drives membranes insane Oh yeah, I'm in the fast lane snorting candy yams That free my body and soul and send me like Shazaam Never question who I am, God knows, and I know God personally In fact he lets me call him “me,” [Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] When did rap turn into a fashion show? Too many makeup artists won't let their pa**ion show The anti-social mogul, havin' 20/20 visions In needa bifocals, for your eyes dilated ojos Open wide, never did I owe hoes s** a dick dilated, tell my old hoes Hit my main b**h in the Poconos I'm not Pinocchio, I never lied I poke her nose With the dopest dope, brand new Pablo, brand new God flow It feel like, Escobar and Apollo Swa*k apparel, I put a pic on the site ‘ya megabytes Y'all n***as ticking me off like headlights Get your head right, it all falls down I bread right on the house Eye was on 106 & Park and still on the couch like, b**h f** Jacob I went to meet my maker, with 25 sacred stones Told him save me a few acres [Interlude] Yeah, cause' we just some Amethyst Rockstars Amethyst Rockstar Amethyst Rockstar Amethyst Rockstar Amethyst Rockstar Try aim at this Rock Star! Time just keeps on falling, falling, falling [Verse 2: Kirk Knight] How is Hip-Hop dead? I'm still makin' a k**in' Banana clip peelin' and ho's I'm still stealin' This is not for the soda pop n***as Take me to the leader of the new school or the block dealas Cause all these fakes mcs take from those figures Is what get fake MC's infront of loose triggers Can't knock the hustle though, I may just bust a jigga And lookin' through my eyes, you can kinda get the picture Mo money mo problems as you get notorious, inglorious, until you're a big Victorious, no show Only way you get to see the kid is through a photo Or burn-ed up logos, and the females come out at night And when they find the pot a gold they strike, seducing me? Wait y-y-yeah, you nice on the mic, yeah yeah, you lookin' right Yeah, you just my type, yo (b**h, don't get me tight!) Her friend split and dipped, damn I should've seen this I'm in a b**bie trap and thats some clever a** cleavage Well, I think with my dick, I know you want to blow my mind for that reason She said "You got clever speaking" And after I'm done, I still got it leaking I dipped off ‘cause knowledge a n***a is still seekin' What you lookin' at son? I might rob you blind Defined by every line, n***as tryin' to outshine We're both number one enemies, it's sad though One on one, and it takes two n***as to tango Two n***as to tango Watch me go Rambo [Outro] "Don't Front on a n***a like me Time just keeps on falling, falling, falling" [Interlude] YO!YO!YO!YO! (8X)