San Pelli (feat. DJ Ramoe)

An ode to the dons, toast up to the most high Malcom Miller smoking them swishers, nigga we not fried But it's the ties, that be keeping us in the same circle Boom bap forever spit colour, we turning hills purple Ignite the fire in the brains of the youth who able Bringing back the sound of disk scratches mixed with turntables The tables turning on niggas that tried to burned me Stay concerned, you dodging holes like you racing, but really chasing steeples Yo well I'm back, throwing flack out the Pontiac I got a bone to pick with white picket cul de sacs It's definition: wack, the no through, rode Another life home, to listen to my psych, I got a bit to unpack My name is L E V I, I'm here to live or to die Every second fucks my mind, so I severed the ties From dead weight, left dead, wait Tried just to leader the path Now I laugh at other futures where I shouldered the mast They got you all in order one by one You already know before it's begun So before it's all said and done You either fight or be living your life on the run This vocal violence, out from my oesophagus Bad backs, Cairo, rotting in the sarcophagus This shit cooking, boyz in the hood, Cuba Gooding Turn the heat up, game 6, tryna get this pudding Ray Allen from the corner Oh shit we getting warmer Cool off, drink water Getting pie, Jack Horner Jack black, rat pack Soundtrack for the bounce back Bad beats our bombtrack Bay leaves in my spice rack Sin of man in my mind sack Think I might have a tight track Braided in Brabham and busting on anyone bellowing shite raps I'm the white Shaq Sorry that auto corrected from white shag What a sleight brag My tongue be punching on bars like they were not wearing the right flag The day I stop rap is the day that the ice caps rise back To the top spot, you could say I'm bipolar, opposite, opting to operate on you and offer you confidence Not Maniacal, I'm Protestant They got you all in order one by one You already know before it's begun So before it's all said and done You either fight or be living your life on the run The epidemic Hypodermic needles and phonetics Kids can't read their resume is just a sentence There's no repentance Dump your sins in a wheelie bin, sink a couple tins watch your team win we've been Sipping San Pelli with my fellas, it's a felony Might seem mellow but that's a molotov recipe Will never rest in peace until I rest in peace The rest sleep in peace when there's sermons to speak And proverbs to preach I'm taking the heat You're beating your meat? Cooking chicken on the griddle. Let me slow it down a little F*ck a judge with no acquittal Sweet just like some fucking skittles Shit at spinning all these samples No role models f*ck it, I'm my own example I'm on my lifeline redefined by new insight like Actually if I speak, factually I'm inspired by My experience speaking back to me My antennas receptors receive messages through calamities Wishing this was Havana F*ck rules, new remedy Y'all finna get schooled, I get it dude My screws loose, still I'm that wiser Like a supernova Burn you niggas lack a visor Y'all lack advisors To call you out, when you trippin on bullshit And lack intelligence like them niggas you like to fool wit F*ck facades when I stick move nigga the moods lit When I'm on it, I'm never stopping I'm winning often, y'all rappers soften So watch what you talking Or you begging for Melo's pardon I'm causing seizures, blessings on blessings I've received them Read off the written procedures While y'all recording plagues, I'm hitting ethers With big boy bars Power level 105 climbing up charts I can't believe it either Alleviate with raw style, fight with swords to kill Y'all would throw stones, but still I'm bout to kill bill My technique will leave you bodied, paralyzed and feeble And I'mma never stop fighting until I know my skin is equal