Intro: Lil dap: damn son Melachi: what the fuck is wrong with you man? shit shouldnt be happening Out here man. niggas dont be realizin the shit man but yo tell em what You be seein out your window. Lil dap: yo I be seeing out my window gunshots everyday. Melachi:man yo I be seeing sex money and drugs too but yo tell em how duke Said. Lil dap: the worlds about to end. Melachi the nutcracker: Born in the ghetto its hard to survive Some have achieved and many brothers tried But I realized which life to choose I wanna make money so I gotta pay dues But theres no rules and you only have one chance If ya fuck up kid you face the circumstance At night I use to scream and shout Livin in the ghetto trying to get the hell out So I would try as I watch my friends die But all I could do was sit back and cry These are feelings Im expressing through my rhymes I been through hard times so many problems on my mind I wasnt living rich and I also wasnt poor I try to appreciate but I deserve more Yeah superman supa star Give me super fat doe like pablo escobar Super duper star Lil dap: Feared by bandits hated by chicks Loved by kids I never did a bid Yes the group home is thick Plus I dont eat beef cause get dizzy if ya think shit is weak Yo I work hard and hard my man trace it down to the car After that keep it movin have no time to be foolin Around town a&rs you get down with the hype sound The things I say will make a grown man dream I speak sayings go by yourself, be by yourself Let my lyrics vibrate and shake the earth I travel ghetto to ghetto back streets to street Kick a rhyme or crime with this ill mastermind Mom dukes use to tell me with these tears in her eyes Now Im out on my own survival with the dime Like an african tribe little dap will blow your mind Check it out like this Melachi: And then like that Super star Hook: So what the fuck yall movin on up -melachi Yes the group home is thick so all yall punks hear this (x3) So what the fuck yall movin on up Yo check it check it out like this here we go-melachi Melachi: Walkin the tunnels of hell the next level Its the nutcracker givin hell to the devil Playin the game the new york pain Makes me wanna bust but I just maintain Cause now-a-days I talk to a brother Always love your mother cause youll never get another In the streets bustin off shots fuck the cops I got super small props Big time doe, money is a thriller Im gettin more iller than the zodiac killer No lie but before I say bye You cant take money with cha when you die Super duper star Lil dap: Yo I got niggas flippin they wig Chicks grabbin they cunts As they rhyme they get doper and then they greet me with blunts One times for your mind before I brake these streets Aint nothin holdin me back hip hop track Yo son you know the feelin shit will get revealed As the times will get better And you know I got skills I seen the days turn into nights As the stars shine bright Motherfuckers moet and chicks they keep steppin Like dom perrion one day will live large Word to allah and it dont seem hard No more jealousy and envy Curse is put apon me Watch me live free at the clink With my niggas youll see Raisin to the top like a rocket shit yo I go far Super starTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
