1. |
Hoodie Vegas
01:57
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Verse One
Walk up and establish this, smelling like cannabis
Back to the future, like an Animus
Atomic bomb, nigga won't even flinch
Bar for bar, and I punch in the clinch
Troublesome like 2pacolypse, don't miss
Cause my grip tighter than Arthur's fist
The risk, all deadly, kil on the tracks or the medley
Or melodies, Hoodie Vegas ch ch check out my felonies
Metaphorically speaking, if he dies he dies
One chance, one shot, one di (dice)
Him dead trying to sur-vive, that concept management
Gas lit, panicking, My impact damaging
Brooklyn born, I Hustle with different gears...
Dead ass, I ain't wore a pair of Tims Years
Ya'll retro, I'm fine wine and cubans
Quiet, when I'm moving and my music undisputed
and ruthless, for the record, A G without the Unit
Assuming, it's all over but shorty check the message...
Verse Two
Bed-Stuy vintage, microphone menace
I got em back pedaling like John David Washington in Tenet
They say he still at it,
Yeah we back to claim them flowers for Will-matic
Real life, no magic and no fucking rabbit
No cap, the get back is automatic
Standing on the shoulders of giants
I'm your OG's OG, behave compliant
Back on that brooklyn bullshit
Since 1994 making boombap music
Act, like you been here before
I got what I got, now I'm coming for yours
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2. |
Tell Me Another One
02:50
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Verse One
Please STFU, and mute your lines
You a got damn lie who got one more time
Internet Gangsta, Hip-Hop Revisionist
Itchy fingertips, posting that silly shit
I'm hear to have a conversation,
But honestly where the fuck you get your information
Cause he ain't him, and she ain't them
And, your validation don't ink my pen
My game meet you right at the rim, so lame
You in Twitter jail acting like you outta the pin
Peep game, I show you ninjas how to begin
Close range, blow ya cap outta it's brim
And that's light work,
The true is real, and it might hurt
From morning to the PM, stay outta my DM
Believe it when you see it, I can only be him
You can't be talking to me
You's a lie, You' a lie
Tell Me Another One
You can't be talking to me
You's a lie, You' a lie
Tell Me Another One
Verse two
Watch ya mouth, beef is, you in or you out
We talking to you, north or south
Coast to coast, really don't want that smoke
Bars of flames, the boy gone get this roast
That's how the thread went down, back and forth
Nobody did shit, I'm looking like, "of course"
I'm just sitting back, King Pin, "a boss"
Here come the hip hop police like, "rick ross"
No time for ya hip-hop gossip
Get them dudes outta my square, like a mosh pit
Ya'll make the game weaker and weaker
Hip-Hop Hims, get Vegas on your features...
You can't be talking to me
You's a lie, You' a lie
Tell Me Another One
You can't be talking to me
You's a lie, You' a lie
Tell Me Another One
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3. |
Thankful
03:18
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To God be glory
94 in them cyphers was predatory.
My alegory then took shape and told the story
Young man destined to win, they can't ignore me
Low key, floating on a level...
Like diamond in a bezel where the bass met the treble
Rebels and devils assemble, try'n gas me
Death is cold but the fast life is flashy
And I don't see shit but the hunger
If not the cops the ghetto will take me under
Praise be to them times, the shit made me
Think about those who didn't get to safety
And I'm thankful
No mid-life crisis, I'm grateful
My pen meets pressure then power, be the outcome
Follow the beats of my life, with or without drums
Verse 2
I had to, talk the talk then walk the walk
Then I, found the light throughout the dark
When the spark was dim, I could see them looking pass me
Them jokes were real, but they never really had me
Off my game, kept my dribble steady
If it's only one shot, keep your jumper ready
Love is love till love is lost
Gambling at life is a risk with cost
Don't call me boss, I'm a muthafuckin leader
Moving like Orenthal James through your speaker
Rapping ain't my life, it's my legacy
Recorded history to say I was here, and I mattered
Just keep spitting through the chatter
Cause Life is a Bitch but Chaos is a Ladder
And I'm thankful
No mid-life crisis, I'm grateful
My pen meets pressure then power, be the outcome
Follow the beats of my life, with or without drums
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