Labor by Lil Tracy Lyrics
[Intro: Ckris Mute]
Here's [?]
Gas [?] killer right there
Gas club
[Verse 1: Ckris Mute]
I'm doing the most labor like I been on the plantations
They don't want a bodybag, yo, but I [?] to temptations
Dominate this rap league
See, I'm [?] 'bout 10 [?]
My future about to pinnacle
I stay up contemplating
But I see Satan lurkin', searching for my weakness
As if I will fall victim to your adolescent weak kids
Authentic tag strap want the real homie, peep this
All my flow's gold
Never one to be on cheap shit
Reap shit, delete kids
I'm a whole ravine
Hear 'em scream as I put the game inside a quarantine
I'm tryina' eat, and I'm finna hit a lick on your plate
Watching [?], still reserving like a fish I'll take your bait
I don't even have to flex, I been constructing my rep
I'm a architect at best
If you targetin' my nest then I'm aiming at your chest
Curious for who is next
As I smoke the murder stresses got me in a X nigga
[Bridge: Lil Tracy as Based Dolphin]
Uh
It's Dolphin
Shouts out to my clique
Star Trek
[Verse 2: Lil Tracy as Based Dolphin]
You simple ass rappers, it's complex when I spit
I swear I murder a rapper it's a tech when I spit
I smell a rookie rapper, I'm veteran with the pin
Okay
List your favorite rappers, bet I'm better than them
Since I was 15 my mind been senior
My system never clean and now I smoke weed
You a soldier, I'm a chief so follow my orders
I decree, get your bars up or you won't move forward into that legendary lane, where I lay with a gold crown
Spit circles 'round you niggas
Real smooth, call it flow around
Rappers full of niggas, now it's looking like a ghost town
I feel like I am legend
None 'you rappers in my precession
Second to none
Number 1 in this rap race
You bitch ass rappers [?] the [?] up and [?], but I'm the napkin
Finna make it clean like a new place
I'm living fast, going downhill, I need new brakes
Here's [?]
Gas [?] killer right there
Gas club
[Verse 1: Ckris Mute]
I'm doing the most labor like I been on the plantations
They don't want a bodybag, yo, but I [?] to temptations
Dominate this rap league
See, I'm [?] 'bout 10 [?]
My future about to pinnacle
I stay up contemplating
But I see Satan lurkin', searching for my weakness
As if I will fall victim to your adolescent weak kids
Authentic tag strap want the real homie, peep this
All my flow's gold
Never one to be on cheap shit
Reap shit, delete kids
I'm a whole ravine
Hear 'em scream as I put the game inside a quarantine
I'm tryina' eat, and I'm finna hit a lick on your plate
Watching [?], still reserving like a fish I'll take your bait
I don't even have to flex, I been constructing my rep
I'm a architect at best
If you targetin' my nest then I'm aiming at your chest
Curious for who is next
As I smoke the murder stresses got me in a X nigga
[Bridge: Lil Tracy as Based Dolphin]
Uh
It's Dolphin
Shouts out to my clique
Star Trek
[Verse 2: Lil Tracy as Based Dolphin]
You simple ass rappers, it's complex when I spit
I swear I murder a rapper it's a tech when I spit
I smell a rookie rapper, I'm veteran with the pin
Okay
List your favorite rappers, bet I'm better than them
Since I was 15 my mind been senior
My system never clean and now I smoke weed
You a soldier, I'm a chief so follow my orders
I decree, get your bars up or you won't move forward into that legendary lane, where I lay with a gold crown
Spit circles 'round you niggas
Real smooth, call it flow around
Rappers full of niggas, now it's looking like a ghost town
I feel like I am legend
None 'you rappers in my precession
Second to none
Number 1 in this rap race
You bitch ass rappers [?] the [?] up and [?], but I'm the napkin
Finna make it clean like a new place
I'm living fast, going downhill, I need new brakes