Kydeem Alexander - 8am In Sharon Hill lyrics

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Kydeem Alexander - 8am In Sharon Hill lyrics

[Verse 1] A couple out of state places A couple great places From Philly to Las Vegas Where you at? Even you should know being a bro Don't mean sh** when I'm disrespected Energetic nights with a couple ladies A couple fools jealous Jelly jelly jelly jelly These boys sweet like jelly beans To keep it a bean I'm clean things getting dirty Who's trying to body you? You was already dead on that cypher I don't need a verse You need a hearse What's worse is I heard you a fan Yeah thats great man I spit a verse at you boy You catching a sun tan Mmmh I guess I'm bonding well with the rap game We live hiphop Don't dick ride my wave I'm a slave to my own commitment I'm on The Avenue by 9am Trying to get my life right You need to be sober I just Wanna be sober We not poppin pills for the lamest reasons We getting ready for Vibing Season I'm a underground warrior Rest in peace kimbo I lay low limbo Life isn't like lo lo These rappers sweet rolo Kick in the door wave in the four four This a robbery Fools jocking styles I'm stocking piles of ammo Like Ving Rhames I'm the animal Come on baby boy [Bridge] Yeah! [Verse 2] Dude Claim to sell mad rock Bags in his sock On the block On the clock While im sipping on a private stock Rest in peace Big Smoking rappers like a cig I have a lot to lose & alot to gain That's why I don't beef Eye of Ra on my chain Eye of Ra in the brain Ra flames in my cup Taste like big red I'm blacking out like Dub I'm bear a** exposing the cubs Chiraq These boys frauds Imposing on rap brauds Asian Savage With the Samari Jack flow Rap Money is a go When Deion book a show Vibes! Hash tag that My tribe called N Vision I do as I please I don't need permission I'm on a mission A grind like a truck to a pole trick The bars sick I met Duli He down with the movement Another brother by skin color We're all targets by the states I'm just another hero with out a cape May I have my own number like a jersey but you devils sliding like ice skates & for the album yall gonna have to wait [Verse 3] The mechanics of my bars got me like keys & Locks Metaphors & word play going over n***as heads Moons & locks Apply the fire to smoke another rapper like moon rocks They swear they pop f** 7Up Endorse coke by street sales It's all fabricated entertainment Entertainers soft as cotton fabric f** these corporations & thier diabolical schemes GMO foods causing sickness & these mainstream rappers lie with the quickness Rappers wanna get thier hustle back while Alexander still in attack mode Your hiphop mind isn't a ill mind Tell hop that this n***a commited a hiphop sin I have a idea One of many ideas Other than being competition for my peers Check it Hold up What's my purpose I'm feeling good Duna duna duna duna I'm on The come up I'm gonna make it Imagine me being one of the worst guys I'll throw you in the deep blue Peace to the black out boy Don't make me black out boy Don't make me show my a** like my crack out boy [Interlude] Deion speaking with Kydeem Alexander [Verse 4] See these boys games we ain't playing xbox but when these MCs face beef they go vegan at a fast food restaurant...now I'm gonna rest my rant Album on the way...Vibes Of Sincerity!