k.r.o.d poetry şarkı sözleri

Yea Yea Yea In my rhyme book With verses and a hook Creating punchlines that'll Make a nigga shake or shook Just reminiscing On the where the time go Sitting there reading rhymes I wrote a few years ago A young protégée To hip hop I steady delve Started at eleven Took it serious once I was twelve Out manipulating Rappers that idolize Came up with my own shit Then I recognize Practice my skills Through the whole summer In the process I'm dealin with this daily slumber Not from copying and pasting Or even biting Just the fact I got the flow but a hard time writing I got lyrics in my head That's heavy in depth Soon as I put it down on paper Then it all left Freestyling was the next thing I was good at Progress it day by day And came through with that See I was b rabbit Without Mekhi phifer Class was over I turned that shit into A main cypher Everybody stop Pay attention and listen Cause once I started rhyming That's when I started dissin You talkin shit I was gonna get you later Fuckin walking paradox Like Tyler the creator Like Andre Outkast rappin about Decatur Or be like MJ Reasons of human nature Confidence grew within me Finally caught my grip Like Cole I gain my power And niggas start to trip Life is like school Except you can't skip R.I.P X I'm fallen tryna not to slip Hard enough to be like three six And stay fly Or be Kanye and lupe Tryna touch the sky Gil Scott Herron Revolution won't be televised A white cop on a nigga's neck Will be publicized Niggas slave society Nation wise We the people a fake statement Need to rationalize That old sayin There's a thin line Marvin Gaye didn't say it But I heard it through the Grapevine Went from rocking waves To a dreadlock Rasta I'm complicated A Gemini sorry if I lost ya Came from growing pains Travel different lanes I'm like weed Not one But got multiple strains This shit run through my veins It can't be replace It like spades You pull an eighth I pull an ace You wanna battle my nigga Stay in your place I'll end you and your whole crew Locked up for a murder case I'm not ignorant or arrogant I'm none of that I don't speak opinions to you I only speak fact That's just who I am Kill you in the 3rd degree I'm just giving you a few Minutes of poetry I'm just giving you a few Minutes of poetry I'm just giving you a few Minutes of poetry
Sanatçı: K.R.O.D
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