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Lyrify.me

Basics by The House [MADHouse Muzik Group] Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Chorus: Ralo Mottz]
Get out the way
I'm coming fast
Dear Lord I pray
Please guide my path
Need racks in a safe
Chase me a bag
On beats I skate
Don't need no pads
Finna be great
Skrrt off paper tags
If it's a race then I never lag
Too fly to be jaded I'm off of my past
That's what it takes
So I give my last

[Verse 1: D.Nicol]
Jack of all trades I am not the same
I cannot refrain I do it all
Get outta the way I’m ripping through lanes
I don’t feel ashamed now prove me wrong
Never will change up for change
So get in my way and get put in yo place
And that’s all I’m a say I am not here to just frolic and play
Mind brolic with a whole nothеr rage
Rhymes sharp it’s like sword on a pagе
Time walks to the beat of our faith
Leeches can teach us the way
Reaching for seeds in a cave
I believe in the pain thats obtained by the greatness of leading the way
So it’s easy to say
That I reap what I sow and I keep what I know
In my soul to be great with no rope i don’t hold on to hate
Rolling stone I cultivate it
All I know is hate will come with entertaining
Draw the line at fate and see how many make it
Realness will reveal the fake and tame the tainted
Shake em up a bit with this I came to break the chains
Up off the the stranger things they say I made it
Way too educated to be jaded I’m the only one in a race wit
[Chorus: Ralo Mottz]
Get out the way
I'm coming fast
Dear Lord I pray
Please guide my path
Need racks in a safe
Chase me a bag
On beats I skate
Don't need no pads
Finna be great
Skrrt off paper tags
If it's a race then I never lag
Too fly to be jaded I'm off of my past
That's what it takes
So I give my last

[Verse 2: TechSolo]
Don’t got a lot of them friends
I’m plotting on copping a benz
Once dollars first start to get in
We riding on opps till the end
Fuck cops and the opposition
And God knows I sin
He know all the dirt that I did
I heard that he learned to forgive
Punish with pain, I know that he is
It’s cool, cause drowning’s what taught me to swim
Back here again
Gave you blood sweat and my tears
While each of my demons was here
I don’t have no fear
I lived through all my worst night mares
Kept every inch of pain as souvenirs
Can’t believe how much I changed through the years
Sizing the frame then I’m painting it clear
Ride in my lane and I’m changing the gears
The sky not the same I can taste in the air
Nigga life all we really got, death don’t mean shit
We be Bird box to the cops, nigga we ain’t seen shit
Niggas want to take what I got
But I think not, I’m a keep this
Niggas run up on me, shit
Ain’t nobody give me shit
[Chorus: Ralo Mottz]
Get out the way
I'm coming fast
Dear Lord I pray
Please guide my path
Need racks in a safe
Chase me a bag
On beats I skate
Don't need no pads
Finna be great
Skrrt off paper tags
If it's a race then I never lag
Too fly to be jaded I'm off of my past
That's what it takes
So I give my last