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j rawls - best producer on the mic ii كلمات الأغنية

feat. oddisee, nottz

(hook)
(there you have it, the best producers on the mic)
-ssembly three more of the best producers on the mic
(there you have it, the best producers on the mic)
you know what i’m sayn? it’s about that time
(there you have it, the best producers on the mic)
we bout to let y’all know what time it is
(yeah, you like it, cuz you know part ii is right)

(verse)
aye, what’s happenin’?
nah, it’s not me on the beat, just rappin’
see, now i can see the look on yo face
cause i’m on the track and y’all discriminatin’ like
eyes black, can’t relax the racism
quarter two brothers put pride over faces
face it! i know you ain’t ? the beat
no doubt i got a lot to talk about when i speak
yea, i make, where did i grace it?
it’s in my image and these otha b-tches make sh-t
have to say the least: you come whack on the track
then i’mma take the beat and replace it with a wasted way to speak
(that’s what we’re talkin’ bout, son)
(the best producer, let’s go)

(hook)
there you have it, the best producers on the mic
there you have it, the best producers on the mic
there you have it, the best producers on the mic
yeah, you like it, cuz you know part ii is right

(verse)
(don’t let the producers fool ya)
so please, take heed on word
how could the soul cold could dump heat and just work?
yea, i been around a while now, you suckas seem disturbed
do sum’ bout it and stop yo f-ckin’ whinin’
i thought so, cops can’t do sh-t
13 and countin’, i ain’t goin’ nowhere
oh, i get it, y’all just tryna find how dis’ that get
grab ’em and stay the h-ll off my ^&-()
in beast mode with the flow common and rhythms get more bad
kid doped up in that ridley gate
y’all think it’s all good till i snap and let it flip
trampoline, we’re talkin’ four magazines 10 to 4
resemble 10 to 9ners
i guess this right here teach yo monkey -ss some manners
you can tell about my grandma, i’m on a high scale
bend those pianos, we playn all n-gg-s, all bunch o’ time, i’m gone, mane

(verse)
i started djin’, that’s how i learn the breaks
college radio, jump-started all my grades
i dug a poetry on every single song i play
but fell in love with the beats and how it all was made
became a student of the crash, studies all the grates
beat, rock, diamond d, even doctor dre
the man behind the boards still had a lot to say
i’mma be a double threat too, one day
learn what it takes, things start to fall in place
the p-wnshop had the joints used for wu-tang
coped immediate(?), see, now my beats is up
the people overlookin’ cause the rhymes that i was lookin’ upped
after club, i make beats in a small apartment
spread love with my crew, now we all rockin’
produce a h-ll of an alb-m, plus this beat is tight
carry the torch, the best producer on the mic

- j rawls

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