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reason - bless the booth freestyle lyrics
soul
[verse]
it’s black excellence, rap specialist
special teams i made a living kickin’ sh_t figure that
remember rappin’ on corners n_gga that feelin’ back
facts n_gga, let’s take it back n_gga hustle like nip
but ain’t nothin’ like you rap n_ggas, more nipsey
cause if they f_ck with my hustle i slap n_ggas
f_ckin’ tmz watch n_gga tde poppin’
this is solo, del amo up
that’s where i started with it young black
r_t_rded n_gga spitter but the smartest n_gga, so smart
highly regarded as the one to be found
so smart, when i get brain feel like it’s dumbin’ me down
new bеginnings out, n_ggas be bumpin the songs
i’m el chapo n_gga, wasn’t underground long
support now and not latеr
went from underground to fader so
if you ain’t here now then you ain’t comin’ along, that’s real
look my music bumpin more than the road test
no competition, sh_t i compete with my own self
losin’ all our kings, startin’ to feel like the throne left
vision misplaced, remember these statements
everybody sound alike, so the vision i tainted
same flow, same flow we call that clippers and lakers
from a block where n_ggas pop and kids’ inners get stapled sh_t
unstable mind and i just let my soul out, soul out
it’s the reason you made it, but sold out nah
everything nice ’round here this road bounce
i built this sh_t up, n_gga i took the mole route
that’s ironic i molded, and now i’m touchin’ old bread
respect from the youth to the old head
it’s all gas just keepin’ the stove spared
look i ain’t that n_gga ’till hov say it, or wayne say it, or dot say it
my block waited for a chance for me to get on
tell candice harris i got a face that she could sit on
that’s just the n_gga in me
i mean everything i say that’s why i rap so clearly
all gas so whoever i go at must fear me
i’m respected by the young kings and the young fathers
instrumentals missouri n_gga done dada
reason cooler than brushed shoulders and pop collars
walkin’ home seen liquor stores and rockweilers
south central grew up on a hard block
where they called homies, they ain’t call cops
disrespect treat the police like mall cops
kickin’ downs doors, this the school of the hard knocks
i ain’t gon’ lie, i was feelin’ like a small guy
moved to del amo, grew a little more wise
see the game from a different angle like a tall guy
need the bacon wrapped in rubber bands that’s a hogtie
turned into a big potato from a small fry
hustle for the fam like if i don’t make it we all die
when i was broke, hoes puttin’ up road blocks
now i ball with tricks, feelin’ like a globetrot
my auntie made a livin’ off cookin’ on stove tops
and now her nephew make a livin’ cookin’ up cold plots
all my memories i gave it to the streets to feel it
streets feel it cause the streets is in it
soul
del amo
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