Ratking - Sporting Life lyrics

(Verse 1) Explode these streets you know its me Not from my face but you know its me Trust me you gonna see you gotta see Gotta be doing what I gotta do solemnly Drinking make it obvious don't do it obviously Following me hopefully you following me Every ounce of my ways is the sound of the train Seems like looting when producing all these pounds and these waves And it only exist for the homies that spit The cypher live at nights and still you ain't owing me sh** f** the industry I'm about the holiest b**h sh**tiest angel gansta that talk with the rosiest pitch Holy moly you don't know me yet you know I'm a mix (?) San Juan the devil not handsome Rebel no hand guns settle for hands son Regrettable and fun and dumb Erected in New York elected the damn don (Hook) Blink and its on, blink, blink, blink and its on Baby what you think that I'm on Get off my dick, nah Master of Ceremonies might carry ya Train keep me warm at the brink of a storm Brought hype sh** all type spit (spic) I'm fire like a dragon buy I'm retired from fairy tales Trying to get my city back y'all (Verse 2) Yous just a cheddar chaser only kids getting paper Roll at a better pacer Letter Racer And beef I Made the street sign Dumb herb from the suburbs get your dreams dropped Hi herb I heard you guys learn to rhyme words But its my turn to do sh** on my terms Every decision I make I make when I'm swerved Heres five words "Hey Welcome To My Church" Where all the money you donate goes to buy perps And to get a rise from wire ladder to crime curve We're really a criminal enterprise sure But if you talk you'll take a big bite of a nice curb But I'll take you're wallet what about a metro swipes worth Hit the 1 line cities bloodline slack sometimes What'd you expect get the express Try my best not to let it get under my flesh Inside my head up in my chest I cough it up and whats left a puddle of piss is coming up next So the only thing that puzzles my head Blink and its on, blink, blink, blink and its on Baby what you think that I'm on Get off my dick, nah Master of Ceremonies might carry ya Train keep me warm at the brink of a storm Brought hype sh** all type spit (spic) I'm fire like a dragon buy I'm retired from fairy tales Trying to get my city back y'all