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It's Not What You Think

by The Thought

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CANDYLAND (prod. FLVKO) 03:38
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[Hook] Noses out for pockets in the city, man Doses, overstocking for the pity, man, gotta understand They call it Candyland Ay, they call it Candyland Roses getting stomped for pennies, kush straight from Afghanistan Catch 'em dropping Pasa-panties, rolling in a caravan They call it Candyland Ay, they call it Candyland [Verse] They call it Candyland, it ain't no chance or circumstance The drugs been planted, in pants and empty hands, then a ban The coca in the system, man, how Pasa-dangerous get ran (Pasadena!) By elders with addictions and the correct-colored Vans (what?) Fake rappers sell to fans, dealing at their shows Trappers hooked on Xan's, think they healing with the blow Got no feeling in their nose, got no sense of smell No wonder when the Tide's turning, they find it hard to tell (Where you go?) They down the well, no Lassie They here to sell? No passing They might as well get raspy Go ahead and yell, we laughing (Hahaha) Ain't scared of cells, but acting Go ring that bell, be trashy (Ding Ding) Straight to hell, Gaddafi It ain't hard to tell, like Nasty Nas These microeconomics, between Candy and Pussy (What?) I don't mean to drop the topic, but these dandies be pushy They're standing in the club lines, in Old Town cause they cushy Thinking they King Candy but they really just some bookies [Bridge] You ain't shit but cold leftovers You still snort that RC Cola (*Sniff sniff sniff*) You got three flip Motorola's (Ring Ring!) But no friends and no diploma (Ha!) You ain't shit but used car salesmen You still drink to heal your ailments You use hoes to make your payments (Cha-Ching!) But still, pay to fuck or trading Cocaina for Vagina (What?!) Make your piece and whisk your beaters (*Whisk whisk whisk*) CANDYLAND got bottom-feeders So thank God you here as leader! (Thank God!) [Hook] Noses out for pockets in the city, man Doses, overstocking for the pity, man, gotta understand They call it CANDYLAND Ay, they call it CANDYLAND Roses getting stomped for pennies, kush straight from Afghanistan Catch 'em dropping Pasa-panties, rolling in a caravan They call it CANDYLAND Ay, they call it CANDYLAND [Verse] Sicken for fun Quicken the push of the thumb Bitches get kicked to the curb for the funds Thickest should run, fittest should gun This is the One! Lit as the sun! Captain of capping the nuns Witness get killed on the word for the stun Mixing the business with sickness And itching to twitch with the click of a pistol Like chick... BAH! Pardon the rant Guilty as sinning I chant Banshee get buried and covered in ants This is the stance! Coke in my pants Bogus as Chance, wilting and dying my plants Envious, staring at lovers that dance Trance of the fancy with hands that ain't ashy The plans of the flashy and bad with the stash (Say What?) Spending the cash Getting like half what you asked Still gotta flash, and be fast when you dash Lenders gon' bash, Vendors can crash Leonard the rat! Send him a pack And then it depends on when he's attending the clash Satchel the ax Engine at maximum, trends when we adding 'em White Horse and saddle 'em Bringing 'em back [Bridge] Cause you ain't shit but cold leftovers You still snort that RC Cola You got three flip Motorola's But no friends and no diploma Cocaina for Vagina Make your piece and whisk your beaters CANDYLAND got bottom-feeders So thank God you here as leader!
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PUT IT DOWN / PACK POPPIN' FT. INFINITY CHAKRAS (prod. LOWWKI) 03:14
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[Hook] Put It Down Run up with a gun like you gon' shoot it Put It Down Hold onto that pipe like it's abusive Put It Down Rapping on that mic, but staying truant You don't like how we doing? We can fight, but you losing! Put It Down Run up with a gun like you gon' shoot it Put It Down Hold onto that pipe like it's abusive Put It Down Rapping on that mic, but staying truant You don't like how we doing? We can fight, but you losing! [Verse: Infinity Chakras] Yeah, Ho! I will put it down, uh Bitching snorting mounds, uh (*Sniff*) Now you lost the sound, uh Yeah, yeah, ay Now you're 29, uh Now you've lost your mind, uh Now you're losing time, uh, yeah I don't fuck with that, I don't smoke the crack Life is moving fast, yuh Why we eating trash? I just smoke the pack All the rest can pass, huh (BLAQKNOIZ) Maybe again I'm in the places of sin I'm in the burden of many But still every day Putting it down in my city [Hook] Put It Down Run up with a gun like you gon' shoot it Put It Down Hold onto that pipe like it's abusive Put It Down Rapping on that mic, but staying truant You don't like how we doing? We can fight, but you losing! Put It Down Run up with a gun like you gon' shoot it Put It Down Hold onto that pipe like it's abusive Put It Down Rapping on that mic, but staying truant You don't like how we doing? We can fight, but you losing! Put It Down (Loud coughing) [Bridge] You already know what it is! Thank you Based God! [Hook] BLAQKNOIZ got that OG, Pack Poppin' Backwood, fill it up, with the dro Wolf Pack from the Bay, we pay homage LOWWKI made us switch up the flow [Verse: The Thought] So we glitch and we gloat as we spit to the beat And we ripping your throats, just to boast your defeat It's the sickness, the flow, it's the pros at their peak They go, so unique, let it go, let it be Let 'em glow, cause the diamonds gonna shine Coming if you got it cause they boosting all the time I'm gonna treat you if I got it Cause I don't got a lot, but I got it off the rhymes So Whatchu-Whatchu Want now? To slow it down? We can get you in the compound, with no sound We could pick you out the line-up, there's no crowd Cause you think licking a vagina is profound So whatchu think you doing, paving out the path of ruin? You so focused on pursuing that you missing the show So, we don't need your boo-ing, or your doubting the movement I make chubby moves, call me Cardi-O [Hook] BLAQKNOIZ got that OG, Pack Poppin' Backwood, fill it up, with the dro Wolf Pack from the Bay, we pay homage LOWWKI made us switch up the flow [Verse: Infinity Chakras] Ay, yuh, hop off the board Brown homie from the F, take you a tour! Party harder than Project X, our project's best You love our backyards and fests! Coming from places where faces are pale What traits of the blazing Making us brainless, family members and sales Getting the tanks, hitting the stank Hitting the things that we will not name Tight and young man All he know to this very day, yeah Yeah I'm sharing with the kin Never stressing on the cents Yeah I'm out here making sense! Tell me, what the fuck is you doing? (What the fuck is you doing, bitch?)
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HAD TO DO IT TO 'EM (prod. FLVKO) 02:16
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[Hook] What you looking at? (Had to do it) We ain't looking back, we some running backs Our plan is to attack (Had to do it to 'em) We coming fast, but who we coming at? Get your honor back (Had to do it) Like, "Your Honor, them's the facts!" Matter of fact, that's... (Had to do it to 'em) How we do 'em, boi! What you looking at? (Had to do it) We ain't looking back, we the market crash No plan, we just a lack (Had to do it to 'em) Keep track who gonna pack Get your daughter back (Had to do it) Like her captors got the cash Matter of fact, that's... (Had to do it to 'em) How we do 'em, boi! [Verse] That's how we do when we vicious Howie Deaux when we fishing I need two when I'm itching Or a few with these bitches How we do, when we misfits? Tell the truth, I'll be listening How we do? Tiny too! While we tripping visions, we get blue! While they're dipping, we get screwed Why we sipping from the juice? Why they pissing at the news? Pistol-gripping at the Jews? Never kissed, but I'll be Miss the loo to diss the kitchen crew Mission Number One is overdue And if you're missing two? Well, I'll be... Figured that the end would have come first Well, I'll be... Figures showing what they spending on the thirst Well, I'll be on the chase! They can't move the hearse forever! Looking for a trace, Leather and the Lace Crooked for the taste Hooked on graces of the feminine Racists in the Eminent Took his soul and emptied it Who gon' be the revenants? Where we get some medicine? Gotta keep the engines in Mention this to anybody? Your end is effortless Emin in the mess of it Gotcha going! Leverage in the estrogen Testosterone be flowing! Message in the effigy To enemies we growing Breathless with the energy And you already knowing [Hook] What you looking at? We ain't looking back, we some running backs Our plan is to attack We coming fast, but who we coming at? Get your honor back Like, "Your Honor, them's the facts!" Matter of fact, that's... How we do 'em, boi! What you looking at? We ain't looking back, we the market crash No plan, we just a lack Keep track who gonna pack Get your daughter back Like her captors got the cash Matter of fact, that's... How we do 'em, boi! [Outro] Had to do it (BLAQKNOIZ) Had to do it to 'em (We had to do it to 'em!) Had to do it (yeah!) Had to do it to 'em
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BREAKING LOOSE FT. YUN J (prod. FLVKO) 02:33
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[Verse: The Thought] The ease with which we ease y'all off it Keys get sold to G's, with coffins Hello, they need you in office! Lease been seen, Polices knocking Birds and bees, the sneakers Saw it Sandra Lee and get to poppin' Nah, we ain't no cheaters, stop it BLAQKNOIZ got that OG stocking Lost and Found, digging your grave! Dogs in pounds gon' smile and wave! Bucks or pounds, no need to save Watch you go 'round in that maze Be your boss, don't be no slave Sounds so simple, but it ain't For every dollar you done made You getting taken for a K [Hook: The Thought] You know who, what they do Breaking Loose Attitude when they mad at you (Got that Attitude) Breaking Loose Looky-Loo and they jaded too (Looky-Loo) Breaking Loose Let 'em do, what they wanna do, cause they (Let 'em Do) Breaking Loose You know who, what they do (You know, who) Breaking Loose Attitude when they mad at you (Got that Attitude) Breaking Loose Looky-Loo and they jaded too (Looky-Loo) Breaking Loose Let 'em do, what they wanna do, cause they (Let 'em Do) Breaking Loose (Yuuuuuuuuun J!) [Verse: Yun J] Whatchu talking about when you telling me to behave Or conform to the system? (System!) You don't want me to question what I want? You just want me to sit down and listen? (Listen!) Telling me to "Quit your bitching and do what you're told to" But I'm about to show you, what a pro do I planted the seed and made all the produce Reap me some benefits, lettuce and fruit And then I tied all of that, made me some juice Heated, I'm Nye, got all of the sauce Breaking loose from whatever you want me to do Fuck an overtime, fuck a clock (Fuck you) Fuck a manager and fuck a job! (Fuck you, too!) Catch me blasting off in a rocket ship I'm breaking off, from what the standard is I'mma tell the world to get off my dick Like ehhh (ah!) [Hook: Both] You know who, what they do Breaking Loose Attitude when they mad at you (Attitude!) Breaking Loose (Breaking Loose!) Looky-Loo and they jaded too (Look who, jaded too) Breaking Loose (Breaking Loose) Let 'em do, what they wanna do, cause they (Let 'em do, Let 'em want to do) Breaking Loose (Breaking Loose) You know who, what they do (You know who?) Breaking Loose (What they do, hah?) Attitude when they mad at you (Attitude) Breaking Loose (They mad at you, hah?) Looky-Loo and they jaded too (Woo!) Breaking Loose (They jaded too, hah?) Let 'em do, what they wanna do, cause they (Woo-Woo) Breaking Loose (Hi-yah!) [Outro] You know who, what they do Breaking Loose Attitude when they mad at you Breaking Loose Looky-Loo and they jaded too Breaking Loose Let 'em do, what they wanna do, cause they Breaking Loose You know who, what they do Breaking Loose Attitude when they mad at you Breaking Loose Looky-Loo and they jaded too Breaking Loose Let 'em do, what they wanna do, cause they Breaking Loose
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THE$E DUDES FT. XZAVIER (prod. Microphonist) 03:43
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[Hook] They like Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Chase them figures to and fro Would-be ballers, buying hoes! Let everybody know! Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Catch that stripper by the toe If she holla, buy her clothes Then bash them guts on video [Verse: XZavier] Traveling with Khaleesi on a fly-ass lizard Sipping an elixir in a castle, like Goblet (What city?!) Watch with Brandy, as she stripping off her panties While grabbing a pole found in the glow of a strobe light I'm sorta bored, her Moes don't roll no money Lifelike fantasy, died in this rigorous reality with bigger lips Liposuction, both breast cuts are up But my fingers feel nothing, just a numbness, fuck this algorithmic state Brain filters, no real love, an off-kilter haze Cash or dough, a brown asshole, they'll score So fucking played, an animalistic crave All a bitch feel for! Make me spend more bills to feel my lil' pole, real raw? In a digitalized age, can I find a bet, stake my claims? What do I got? Not a damn thang! Ok? Ok! Do it again, attain 'nuff to steel, fuck the zeal Just to bust a nut, but left with nada? Hell to the nah, brah! [Hook] They like Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Chase them figures to and fro Would-be ballers, buying hoes! Let everybody know! Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Catch that stripper by the toe If she holla, buy her clothes Then bash them guts on video [Verse: The Thought] These dudes be treating women like a piece of fucking meat ('sup ma?) These dudes be like "we fucking?" when they pass you in the street (but are we?) These dudes be spending hundreds on pictures of your feet (let me get 'em) These dudes ain't worth nothing, they just living by the skeet-skeet These dudes be paying women just to get a fucking text These dudes be slaves for women just to have some boring sex (is it in yet?) These dudes be paid, but vision what they lack In fact, it's depth perception from between the shallow and the real they disrespect No self-crit, just billfolds They want the fat tits, that they can't hold They want the fat ass, that they can't squeeze Supply the green cash to be the cuckold Taking red-eyes, for a dead-end Just to turn lies into households Then they find wives, on the internet Divide dynasties, on the stucco And they planting seeds, with the hoes they meet Just to turn around and brag about the sex 'Til they eighteen and she comes clean That she out of town and ain't about the rest Guaranteed they're on the line, talking how they "Hate that bitch!" But they were only fucking cause she's sexy and he's rich [Hook] They like Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Chase them figures to and fro Would-be ballers, buying hoes! Let everybody know! Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Catch that stripper by the toe If she holla, buy her clothes And bash them guts on video They like Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Chase them figures to and fro Would-be ballers, buying hoes! Let everybody know! Eenie Meenie Minie Moe Catch that stripper by the toe If she holla, buy her clothes Then bash them guts on video
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FOOD CHAINZ FT. ZEN STOKELY (prod. FLVKO) 03:34
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[Verse: The Thought] Black suit, black mask, call me Batman Guess who? Think fast, or we Baghdad Catch two, get through on a Fast Pass Bash you, get cash, and we out that She too skinny for her boobs, so I pass that But she posts a nude? I'mma see the like and smash that She been out there clubbing cause she tryna get the Bam-Bam Misses "Don't Know Nothing" when she got it on her webcam Selfies at the SlutWalk, tag 'em on the gram, ma'am! Talking all that "Slut" talk, read it out the program Dreaming of the boardwalk, auditions out in AMDAM She can break the whole op, staying with her gram-gram? And she don't want the trouble She got beverages with bubbles And she leverages her struggle Got dudes working on the double Foundation 'til she turns to rubble Tape paper for the peachy stubble Quarterback can't reach the huddle So take them ovaries and juggle Juggle the risks, snuggle her kids Log in her browser and jiggle her tits Buckle the wrist, honeysuckle the list Dress up like Bowser and pose for a pic Cuckold for rich, muddled and sick Cries could be louder but cover a tick Uncle, the mist? Trunk holds the fifth? Blundered and plundered cause "life is a bitch" Life is a ho, but ain't stopping the Queens If she stops Millie-Rocking, it's not what she seems She chopping her options and hopping her teams Her daughter's her sovereign, she opting to beam! She's not with the fiending, she hot cause she schooled Talk for an hour, you feel like a fool It's popular oculars making the rules But measure your Doppler's, fight for renewal! Sharpshooters coming, you need to stay cool The commoner gardener using her tools A prophet of gossamers, hunting the ghouls With life staying Rosa, and skies of Azul But I'm just a fool, my opinions can rot Listen to Raff, one hell of a thought We weaponize rap and we bring it to Gods But we still un-perfect, we swearing to Bob! Airing the errors and wearing the robes! Marriage of failures and children of woes Tears for the mailers and failures to show! They rarer than favors and rearing to go! They tearing your clothes cause they hungry to fight It ain't fair for your bros if you throwing the light It ain't fair for your foes if you going it right I can teach you the dark if you wait for the Knight Know you know that I'm hard, but you hate cause I'm white And that's why we on-guard, with the rhymes that we type While you here to bogard, we just here to ignite Here to break up the stars just to show you the might! [Hook: Zen Stokely] Food Chainz, (Food Chainz) Stock exchange, (stock exchange) Price range, (price range) Do your thang! (do your thang!) Food Chainz, (Food Chainz) Stock exchange, (stock exchange) Price range, (price range) Do your thang! (do your thang!) [Verse: Zen Stokely] Steadily we getting baked (baked) Hot as an African day (yeah) Cookie Monster with the Ape Tony the Tiger, we Great! (Grrreat) If money is power, but made out of paper Then what does it truthfully take? (Truth!) If money is power, but made out of paper Then what does it truthfully take? I could probably turn to a channel (Seven) Channel energy, burning a candle (lit) I converse with the birds and the mammals (Crazy) Under earth with my verse in the mantle (true) Thanos Camel Afro Pick Travel Camo Rambo Shit Niggas be like "tell me something that I don't know" (that I don't know, don't know) Yeah, there ain't nothing you could tell me (tell me, tell me) Emotion is something we won't show (something that we show!) Deficient of love, it's unhealthy, ay (it's unhealthy, yeah) All I am is a hologram The aftermath of the WASP That lands to wipe his face, to stop and scan An area, perimeter, circumference known as rhythm Holo-sonogramic, panoramic, Yoga denim jacket Acid wash accent might fashion the institution Make it chicken-scratch, plans hatch into Houston We are now lifting and sifting through content Which is most amusing, kinda nonsense Like Rosicrucians, many conflicts controlling humans Thirst became desire, then supply and demand Damn. Learn and then we try it again Man, woman, child, elderly, cellular towers sell you dreams Along with nightmares that we might have began... So, it's just [Hook: Zen Stokely] Food Chainz, (Food Chainz) Stock exchange, (stock exchange) Price range, (price range) Do your thang! (do your thang!) Food Chainz, (Food Chainz) Stock exchange, (stock exchange) Price range Do your thang!
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VAMÓNOS (prod. FLVKO) 04:07
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[Hook] (Barking) NoTHoUGHT been bringing that violent flow Rocking the spot then get Domino's Do what you want, give what you got Jump off the rock, yelling "Geronimo!" Don't come to me for the liner notes Not an OG, but a Dynamo Rude when I talk, move when I walk Hop out and drive, come on, we gotta go Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé [Verse] Vamónos Pest, you should be holding your breath You should be taking that bass out your chest You should be smoking to level your stress You should be hopeless and thinking you blessed You should be working and skipping your rest Failing the test, you should be happy we're letting you dress You should be capping and letting 'em guess We gotta go We gotta kill those that biting the flow We gotta clip all the wings off the vultures We got a list for the Kulture who know We got a pit for those hooked on the snow We gotta even the balance at shows We gotta kill those who singing for sulfur They just too vulgar, we gotta go Vamónos [Hook] (Barking) NoTHoUGHT been bringing that violent flow Rocking the spot then get Domino's Do what you want, give what you got Jump off the rock, yelling "Geronimo!" Don't come to me for the liner notes Not an OG, but a Dynamo Rude when I talk, move when I walk Hop out and drive, come on, we gotta go Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé [Hook] BLAQKNOIZ Me llamo Pensamiento, you can call me Thought for short No me gusta cocaina, so I'll mock your every snort Y yo quiero gasolina, cause I'm tryna flex my torque Hola, me escuchas? waiting for your sad retort (ay) [Verse] Be a cheetah, not a bovine Get it out your throat, like a cold line If you don't know where to go, you can go high Mano y Mano on the flow, and you know why Be a grizzly, not a tapir Throw it on a beat, got a great ear Don't know what to eat, gonna geek, I don't take beer Looking at the freak, how unique, make the hate clear Be an ostrich, not a turkey Fuck a stuffy office, it ain't worthy We all end in coffins, do it dirty Catch the dummies coughing cause they thinking that you nerdy Be a sailfish, not a flounder Don't scratch that itch off the downers You can slap your bitch, just a bit, you can clown her But you just a dick, when my clique you encounter [Bridge] NoTHoUGHT back in the fray FLVKO like Oralé! Don't care what y'all gon' say It's just not what you think Know from now we don't play If we ain't gonna get paid You call it riding a wave? It's just not what you think You think I'm here for the pink It's really not what you think You think I'm here for the cash You think I'll spend it on rings You think I'm here for the past Here 'til the fat lady sings! Here for making it last Like Mozenraff, see when he blinks [Outro] Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé (ay) Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, ay Vamónos, andalé
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WHEEZLE (prod. smiththepoet) 02:53
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[Verse] God damn! Was that an earthquake? Managing the rhythm, gonna birth fate Work great, for goodness sake, hitting breaks Not just tryna rake it in, let me make what I earn Take what I burn, the fake gon' spit it out Lake overturned, hate devastated by the mouth Never staying by the South, the West is the truth Gonna stay paying dues 'til on stage at Paid Dues Bad News, you didn't win when you snoozed The youth been killing, don't you look so confused When you last take a bath? Stanking of scat Cheesing like you Kenny breathing in that Cat What do you for the Henny? Wearing JC Penney Mr. "Yes, I'll Suck a Dick, if it get me an Emmy"? Been plenty ready, waiting on the opportunity All I'm asking is let's have some scrutiny [Bridge] You a punk motherfucker and we don't fuck with you Get the fuck up out our session, you ain't even in the crew What it do? Who is you? Did you not get the news? Did you weasel your way in here just to drink up all the brews? You a [Verse] Punk motherfucker, a junk motherfucker A "who the fuck gave you a mic?" motherfucker You psyched on them uppers, here to get you down You biting every song you hear, playing in town In spite of how you acting, we hadn't killed your career But a little birdy came around, whispered in our ear You were drunk off two beers, so it appears, in tears you said "For a record deal, I'd take it in the rear" What?! [Verse] Who the fuck you playing, when not a weekend before You were talking "fuck a label!" standing at my door? I didn't take you for a whore, but I beg you, tell me more About how the industry be making us poor Now check what in store, a murdered hooker on the mic Tryna come back at me like he won't lose the fight My mouse got the might, my board been the key All I'm asking is let's have some scrutiny [Hook] You a punk motherfucker and we don't fuck with you (we don't fuck with you!) Get the fuck up out our session, you ain't even in the crew (you ain't in the crew!) What it do? Who is you? Did you not get the news? (did you not get the news?) Did you weasel your way in here just to drink up all the brews? (drink up all the brews?) You a punk motherfucker and we don't fuck with you (we don't fuck with you!) Get the fuck up out our session, you ain't even in the crew (you ain't in the crew!) What it do? Who is you? Did you not get the news? (did you not get the news?) Did you weasel your way in here just to drink up all the brews? (and soak up all the juice?) You a punk motherfucker and we don't fuck with you (we don't fuck with you!) Get the fuck up out our session, you ain't even in the crew (you ain't in the crew!) What it do? Who is you? Did you not get the news? (did you not get the news?) I'll get your ass the Uber, dude, just tell me where to route it to (Fuck you!) [Outro] BLAQKNOIZ Yeah, yeah yeah NoTHoUGHT, No Thots NoTHoUGHT, No Thots NoTHoUGHT, No Thots NoTHoUGHT, No Thots
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COST OF KEEPING REAL FT. XZAVIER & SMITH THE POET (prod. FLVKO) 04:48
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[Hook] You can put your boys on game, you can run 'em in the race You can earn your name, you can Hussle, motivate Say "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" So he came back with a pistol and he shot you in the face They like haters gonna hate, 'til they underestimate Leave their people crying cause they caught an early grave Said "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" That's the Cost of Keeping Real, no bullets for the fake [Verse: The Thought] I was off a couple grams of them psilocybin shrooms (shroooms!) When I tuned into a cam, to see what they gonna do (doooo!) Down on Crenshaw where the God of the neighborhood got clapped (alright) Tension in the parking lot, got the people running laps LAPD, NOI, ghetto-choppers in the sky Teeny-boppers crying "Why?!" cause a gangsta rapper died (Damn.) They say "he more than hiphop", must be why he got popped Outlined in that white chalk, shooter came from his block! (Doot doot doot) The realest always die in the most tragical ways (Facts) No wonder as they cry, they search for reasons for the pain (Conspiracies) The healing gets denied in the ghost of practices paid No wonder as they fly, some lurk and feeding off the graves Snakes been eating, flooding Eden, with the spirits of the leaders Break the ceiling, end up weeping, with the limitless believers Fakes ain't bleeding, they at meetings, flicking tops as they teeter Race ain't even over, still The Marathon in your speakers (ay) [Bridge: The Thought] Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face [Hook] You can put your boys on game, you can run 'em in the race You can earn your name, you can Hussle, motivate Say "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" So he came back with a pistol and he shot you in the face They like haters gonna hate, 'til they underestimate Leave their people crying cause they caught an early grave Said "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" That's the Cost of Keeping Real, no bullets for the fake [Verse: XZavier] I walk on that "what, what?" When looking down, "yuh, yuh" Don't you fucking dare "nuh-uh" Putting me fucking down, cunts Know I'm fucking bound in the garish belly of the beast (fuck!) Tear me down like these menacing clowns, pulling hair out, no peace (agh!) Go on 'head, cat fight, what's cat to a tyrant? Who'll smash then ice 'em if they motherfucking try him? Don't bite him over spill and though you chose to lick it Thicker than Thickens, hold up let's politic, quick, end our fucking difference But nihilistic niglets mix excuse, denial's existence DOW went dip, indulgent, my man lost to ignance Are you fictional? Indignant, I'm with it (*deep breath*) Ain't no choice, can't pick oranges, motherfucking GET HIM! (get him, get him!) I just hope I'll be alive in the ending, yeah I'll probably die, word to Kendrick, yeah Just dare my guys, green I vision, got spent all chips Grieving for a gimmick, yeah, or a get-rich scheme, please It's much more than papes... (NO IT AIN'T!) Well fuck y'all lames, get the fuck up out my face! [Bridge: The Thought] Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face [Verse: Smith the Poet] Yeah it's worse than what you say, boy, you cannot relate 'Til they slay, the glimmer strays, but don't ever go away Said I face the world today, get the fuck up out my face It ain't safe in your state, know your city probably flaked That ain't hate, fuck a fate, he just never was a fake fuck Forsaken all the greats, bruh, complacent with your state, huh? Don't blame it, just embrace crush, I'll cater guard The Game, guff No waiting for your pace, Puff, delay that lost the days Dumbed down, the river made us If doubt, the dribble played 'em To say, the riddle's vacant More brittle, cause the bass is Fiddled for some faceless Given ocean views Stay pimping on you fools [Hook] You can put your boys on game, you can run 'em in the race You can earn your name, you can Hussle, motivate Say "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" So he came back with a pistol and he shot you in the face They like haters gonna hate, 'til they underestimate Leave their people crying cause they caught an early grave Said "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" That's the Cost of Keeping Real, no bullets for the fake

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