FreestyleFridays 15-05-2020 by Maraza Lyrics
Tell all of these niggas that I’ve been great from the onset
I stand at a distance I see the game with its arms stretched
Embracing the greatness of those who fake it while I’m left
Encased in the vagueness of the opinions of dumb vets
Who the fuck asked you
Oh that’s a nice ass coupe
But I just laced up my boots and I ran right past you
Because the game needs saving none of you bums plan to
So pay me homage, my invoice is coming up past-due
It’s no secret I’ll sock Em long as the shoe fits
So put your big boy pants on you a little bitch!
Let’s keep it brief, get on your knees for the chief
Told Stogie I’m ready I got this shit down to a T
I put both hands around your crew’s neck
Blaze a trail through your city like whose next
My blue-neck father worked his youth years harder and died broke wangshiyel’ umakalabha
I’m hard headed! Crazy! Since a young nigga made it
Niggas fugazy they pretend they never hated
All-time greatest, gods’ my apprentice
These bitches know I ball they got a court side fetish
Pardon my fresh and pardon my ease
You politicin' princesses pull apart at the seams
But I mize like a king, that’s how I packaged a queen
I bleed a gallon of lean, bitch, I'm a donor for fiends
I put Dope flows on the net I'm the source of the streams
Damn!
Tell the chef I want the sauce and the cheese
I'm in Hell's Kitchen my pots can put a God on his knees
Thought I was gone with the wind I'm still a part of the breeze
Geez
Stacks, talk to me please
Rats, pardon my cheese
Tell these chicks I'm not bothered with their needs
My heart bleeds I could never live apart from these beats
I broke the bus they tried to put me in
I pulled up on them like a hooligan and kicked the door down and said “I’m moving in”
I rap the talk and let the cash walk
See I came up from the dumpster, I ignore the trash talk
Ispillion
So I couldn’t be fazed by a nigga’s threat
I’ve never feared a dog that’s barking behind a picket fence
So how could I be dazed by a little stress?
Some of my niggas went from nothing, to even less
Every time I win it’s by faith
I’m feeling like Mugabe, I’m protected by Grace
I know that some will love me for a piece
I stand at a distance I see the game with its arms stretched
Embracing the greatness of those who fake it while I’m left
Encased in the vagueness of the opinions of dumb vets
Who the fuck asked you
Oh that’s a nice ass coupe
But I just laced up my boots and I ran right past you
Because the game needs saving none of you bums plan to
So pay me homage, my invoice is coming up past-due
It’s no secret I’ll sock Em long as the shoe fits
So put your big boy pants on you a little bitch!
Let’s keep it brief, get on your knees for the chief
Told Stogie I’m ready I got this shit down to a T
I put both hands around your crew’s neck
Blaze a trail through your city like whose next
My blue-neck father worked his youth years harder and died broke wangshiyel’ umakalabha
I’m hard headed! Crazy! Since a young nigga made it
Niggas fugazy they pretend they never hated
All-time greatest, gods’ my apprentice
These bitches know I ball they got a court side fetish
Pardon my fresh and pardon my ease
You politicin' princesses pull apart at the seams
But I mize like a king, that’s how I packaged a queen
I bleed a gallon of lean, bitch, I'm a donor for fiends
I put Dope flows on the net I'm the source of the streams
Damn!
Tell the chef I want the sauce and the cheese
I'm in Hell's Kitchen my pots can put a God on his knees
Thought I was gone with the wind I'm still a part of the breeze
Geez
Stacks, talk to me please
Rats, pardon my cheese
Tell these chicks I'm not bothered with their needs
My heart bleeds I could never live apart from these beats
I broke the bus they tried to put me in
I pulled up on them like a hooligan and kicked the door down and said “I’m moving in”
I rap the talk and let the cash walk
See I came up from the dumpster, I ignore the trash talk
Ispillion
So I couldn’t be fazed by a nigga’s threat
I’ve never feared a dog that’s barking behind a picket fence
So how could I be dazed by a little stress?
Some of my niggas went from nothing, to even less
Every time I win it’s by faith
I’m feeling like Mugabe, I’m protected by Grace
I know that some will love me for a piece