Emulate (feat. Frak Beats)

Lately emulate a train on a track Frak on the beat, so I can't frickin' frick around I'ma snap Smooth like Jamal Crawford dribblin I'm dibblin' in this and that Cold like cadavers, hope you're feelin' it like 'pheliacs Spit some shit they cannot stomach, turn them all to celiac York is here, I'll only say it once The fuckin' real is back So run it up, I need a buck I'm spittin' tar from out these lungs Teddy Pendergrass, good head on my shoulders, the rest is fucked Cold hearted, I've been since just a kid Heard about it but could never grasp what empathy is I only show emotion in front the microphone Empty a clip Holy ghost has got me possessed, only explanation Uh Huh I used to live a life of sin I shake my head when I reflect Now I smoke cigarettes to take the taste of regret from my breath Old money, sourdough, I hope there's mold up on the bread I'm tryna get rich forever so when my kids have kids they're set There's some pressure on my chest so let me vent They twist the words from my mouth like Conway said 'em, they don't quote direct Rap helped raise me so to this game feel like I'm in debt Tomorrow ain't promised, promise to spit this shit until I'm dead Lately emulate a train on a track Frak on the beat so I can frickin' frick around I'ma snap I was born like this, a fuckin' monster Harley Davidson or helicopters I spit it quick sometimes, I've been a chopper I love my bacon, but if I had an AK Then chances are that I would spray it at the coppers No distractions, I can't fall off the wagon so This the way that it's gotta be The only tail that I'm chasin is some steak and lobster paired with garlic and brie Go stupid for cheese, Pab-York Picasso The flow sit at 40 below, zero degrees uh This that Mona Lisa My lips covered in codeine, standin' like the Tower of Pisa, I'm greasy like pizza in NYC bad for ya' but you still love me What the f*ck happened to rap, we almost lost it In fact, I'm here to bring it back, my soul, that'll cost me 24 karat gold in the linings of it Yeah, I could sell this motherfucker, save the game Still profit