Gawd Emcee
Lyrics
In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out
You know I gotta get a few shots up get the feel of this thing you dig what im saying
Not to be comical
But if I was to take a trip to the nation's capitol
I'll make em Marvel in DC uh
I know dudes that got real paper off the rock
You just on 2K thinking you balling with VC yea
Its TGAI til the day I and I branded it
Im feeling like the man with it
I might just go write a pamphlet
Her head is something damaging
Throat goat candidate
Im built for this
And im the man still thats a manikin
Lyrical shotta my dreads long as a Rasta's and
The flow is pure caine and I done busted down blocks of them
Thought that was your friend
If thats your mans then why your opps with em
Gotta watch the ones that you claiming is your potna nem
Edged in stone im talking straight outta Kemet
My dog pull up like Anubis and I put that on the Set
God I came to dog you niggas like bratwurst so Sun
Quit with the Ra Ra im just trynna display Ma'at work
When on a canvas I just paint different
And them bars wasn't for you if you ain't get it
Im just trynna see the numbers in my bank thicken yea
I'll bug the fuck out if my brain ticking
Ticking time bomb I explode on a beat
Yea your hoe she with me
Getting gross on these sheets yea
Had her on Egyptian cotton on my camera roll
Not to be petty she need a man to cure her camel toe
I grip a beat and ima brake it into two oooo
Bus driver Milli came to take these kids to school
With that layered flow you gotta analyze all these lines
I deliver like Amazon I mean damn if im in my prime im
A beat smoker putting heat to the stim
A then the weight is lifted I aint weak in the gym
I channel all this greatness that comes deep from within
Word to Ja its murda with this ink in my pen
Fuck you talmbout
Pouring up to drink away the pain
And then I wake up and everything remains the same
I live on a Cypress Hill my membrane insane
Im a gawd emcee don't speak my name in vain hoe
Im heating up
Please turn your speakers up
Yo Chris this beat was tough
Yea
In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out
You know I gotta get a few shots up get the feel of this thing you dig what im saying
Not to be comical
But if I was to take a trip to the nation's capitol
I'll make em Marvel in DC uh
I know dudes that got real paper off the rock
You just on 2K thinking you balling with VC yea
Its TGAI til the day I and I branded it
Im feeling like the man with it
I might just go write a pamphlet
Her head is something damaging
Throat goat candidate
Im built for this
And im the man still thats a manikin
Lyrical shotta my dreads long as a Rasta's and
The flow is pure caine and I done busted down blocks of them
Thought that was your friend
If thats your mans then why your opps with em
Gotta watch the ones that you claiming is your potna nem
Edged in stone im talking straight outta Kemet
My dog pull up like Anubis and I put that on the Set
God I came to dog you niggas like bratwurst so Sun
Quit with the Ra Ra im just trynna display Ma'at work
When on a canvas I just paint different
And them bars wasn't for you if you ain't get it
Im just trynna see the numbers in my bank thicken yea
I'll bug the fuck out if my brain ticking
Ticking time bomb I explode on a beat
Yea your hoe she with me
Getting gross on these sheets yea
Had her on Egyptian cotton on my camera roll
Not to be petty she need a man to cure her camel toe
I grip a beat and ima brake it into two oooo
Bus driver Milli came to take these kids to school
With that layered flow you gotta analyze all these lines
I deliver like Amazon I mean damn if im in my prime im
A beat smoker putting heat to the stim
A then the weight is lifted I aint weak in the gym
I channel all this greatness that comes deep from within
Word to Ja its murda with this ink in my pen
Fuck you talmbout
Pouring up to drink away the pain
And then I wake up and everything remains the same
I live on a Cypress Hill my membrane insane
Im a gawd emcee don't speak my name in vain hoe
Im heating up
Please turn your speakers up
Yo Chris this beat was tough
Yea
Writer(s): Miles Randolph
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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