Jaeti, Fridae Blaque - So Be It Lyrics

This might be the last rhyme I ever write
And that's crazy but any day could be your last
It's like this
Yo
They try to tell me to be level headed
If it's a track I'mma gone and dead it
I ain't never seen a venue that I couldn't turn up
In the underground I'm something like a legend
Not to mention
I make the mainstream pay attention
Spittin' when I didn't have a pot to piss in
I don't need a handout
Just give me a shot
Record labels like banks with even worse intensions
Cold conditions
In the eye of the blizzard
Now it's hot
With too many cooks in the kitchen
Homies fail due to indecision
While I make moves with no lube in the rack and pinion
I be hard to miss it
I'mma shine with no batteries included
Still illuminating my position
Is it fact or fiction
The way I'm blowing up is scientific
It's apparently a fact of fusion
Mass deception
These rappers can't rap
And they got big debts with no cash to mention
It's a sad description
But if the shoe fits I'd be a real fool not to add a sentence
Might help somebody
Got kids at home
Try taking care of them before you bash somebody
And if you got a job try getting some sleep
You ain't ballin'
Why I see you at the after-party
In the aftermath
I'm still aggravated
When it comes to rappers I'm anti-trash
Keep getting in my way
I ain't agitated
I can always gently put foot to gas
If this is my last verse
It's been quite a run
The recognition is overdue
All you gotta do is put me in the booth
Let the world hear everything that I'm going through
It's a thin line
Paper thin
To getting in where you're fitting in
I spit it like I'll never spit again
If it's the last song I'm spitting in
So be it
So be it
L L C O V I D nineteen
I'm coughing
I'm sneezing
No reason
I'm clean
All I need is my music
No meds
My legs full of mucus
High fever
The walking deceased VMPR
That's a vampire on the beat
Sink my teeth in it
Let it linger
Leak it on repeat
'Til I'm gone
No defeat
But if this my last speech
Pray the Lord to keep
I'm bout to kill these ninjas in their sleep
Woke up still alive
Wondering if this my last day
Dirty ash tray
On the counter where the strap lay
If you past due on my cash I'mma pass through
Say, "What's up with that"
Up a strap
Let it, "Hachoo!"
Wet it back fool
I gotta move
I got a stop to make
Gotta drop it off
At my daughter's place
Cooperate
I need every dime
Appointments Only
I ain't got the time
I ain't watching clocks
When I'm riding round in over drive
Fridae Blaque
It's a thin line
Paper thin
To getting in where you're fitting in
I spit it like I'll never spit again
If it's the last song I'm spitting in
So be it
So be it
Jump off the top rope
Now they're calling me El Chapo
And I don't even cut coke
But I've been known to chop throats
Teach 'em how to keep their mouth closed
Through all the violence and the vitriol
The hardest cats be so emotional
You not a problem
You just functional
Get out the way
If this is the last time I grab a mic
I'll bring a legend
But still
I'mma be the first and the last to strike
From intro to the outro
It's W W E Nitro
Me alive without a microphone
Is just like Gator without a pipe to smoke

This might be the last rhyme I ever write
And that's crazy but any day could be your last
It's like this
Yo
They try to tell me to be level headed
If it's a track I'mma gone and dead it
I ain't never seen a venue that I couldn't turn up
In the underground I'm something like a legend
Not to mention
I make the mainstream pay attention
Spittin' when I didn't have a pot to piss in
I don't need a handout
Just give me a shot
Record labels like banks with even worse intensions
Cold conditions
In the eye of the blizzard
Now it's hot
With too many cooks in the kitchen
Homies fail due to indecision
While I make moves with no lube in the rack and pinion
I be hard to miss it
I'mma shine with no batteries included
Still illuminating my position
Is it fact or fiction
The way I'm blowing up is scientific
It's apparently a fact of fusion
Mass deception
These rappers can't rap
And they got big debts with no cash to mention
It's a sad description
But if the shoe fits I'd be a real fool not to add a sentence
Might help somebody
Got kids at home
Try taking care of them before you bash somebody
And if you got a job try getting some sleep
You ain't ballin'
Why I see you at the after-party
In the aftermath
I'm still aggravated
When it comes to rappers I'm anti-trash
Keep getting in my way
I ain't agitated
I can always gently put foot to gas
If this is my last verse
It's been quite a run
The recognition is overdue
All you gotta do is put me in the booth
Let the world hear everything that I'm going through
It's a thin line
Paper thin
To getting in where you're fitting in
I spit it like I'll never spit again
If it's the last song I'm spitting in
So be it
So be it
L L C O V I D nineteen
I'm coughing
I'm sneezing
No reason
I'm clean
All I need is my music
No meds
My legs full of mucus
High fever
The walking deceased VMPR
That's a vampire on the beat
Sink my teeth in it
Let it linger
Leak it on repeat
'Til I'm gone
No defeat
But if this my last speech
Pray the Lord to keep
I'm bout to kill these ninjas in their sleep
Woke up still alive
Wondering if this my last day
Dirty ash tray
On the counter where the strap lay
If you past due on my cash I'mma pass through
Say, "What's up with that"
Up a strap
Let it, "Hachoo!"
Wet it back fool
I gotta move
I got a stop to make
Gotta drop it off
At my daughter's place
Cooperate
I need every dime
Appointments Only
I ain't got the time
I ain't watching clocks
When I'm riding round in over drive
Fridae Blaque
It's a thin line
Paper thin
To getting in where you're fitting in
I spit it like I'll never spit again
If it's the last song I'm spitting in
So be it
So be it
Jump off the top rope
Now they're calling me El Chapo
And I don't even cut coke
But I've been known to chop throats
Teach 'em how to keep their mouth closed
Through all the violence and the vitriol
The hardest cats be so emotional
You not a problem
You just functional
Get out the way
If this is the last time I grab a mic
I'll bring a legend
But still
I'mma be the first and the last to strike
From intro to the outro
It's W W E Nitro
Me alive without a microphone
Is just like Gator without a pipe to smoke