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new school - inhavit lyrics

[hook]

naw i don’t rap old school
cuz that sh-t ain’t really me
generation i was born in, it was 1990
i’m a mixture of the new school and what it may proceed
don’t agree wit the scenes that mainstream usually brings
but sometimes you adjust to what the people want to see
so please forgive me, if you ain’t like me
when i had my eye on green
but don’t you judge me, you can’t tell me from the visions i have seen
so keep on talking sh-t you f-cking b-tch
you ’bout to unleash a beast

[verse 1]

ok, let me start from the m-th–f-ckin’ beginning b-tch
i listen to pac and big
nas and some sl!ck rick
em even ludacris
lil’ wayne when i’m high as sh-t
but i ain’t gon’ name my long -ss list
point is i’m a hip hop head
so you can’t say i don’t know my sh-t
5th grade i was writing lyrics
i wasn’t cool so it lift my spirit
always said that i’ll be the illest
greatest, meanest, outrageous human
see in my mind i’m a f-cking lion
see my prey, f-cking k!ll it
and left overs for the f-cking b-tches
listen woo don’t f-ck around
so when you hear me, better leave the town
the sky gets dark, with the greyest clouds
better catch a bus befo’ i make ya’ drown
i cause a flood cuz i make you pout
make you feel low, like you on the ground
i got that power cuz the way i sound
that’s hip hop b-tch, what the f-ck you is?
criticize me, you ain’t been through sh-t
live my life, you’ll slit your wrist
see that chair? go and sit
spark ya’ blunt, get it lit
and relax to this realness
fake people don’t feel this
run around and gossip like that sh-t gon’ fill they wallets

[hook]

[verse 2]

ok listen, 7th grade, personalities different
took that sh-t to high school, i was always in detention
tryna’ be a bad boy, cuz that’s what attracts b-tches
way when the word “women” was not invented
now i’m being cool, getting drunk and always lifted
skipping school, hangin’ wit the soldiers and we spittin’
oca, lil zo, trouble and the gang
mike, malik, derrick, xavier was still insane
james, kool aid, man so many people i can name
vedran basic dawg, you know we brothers from the heart
only honest people will tell you if it’s art
n0body was on my nuts dawg, this rap sh-t i work hard
if you was wack, you would get stronger or tared apart
but you would have to prove yourself if hip hop’s what you are
getting chased by cops, drop the paint spray, graffiti on the walls
better hide that x and weed, paranoia from the narcs
hangin’ wit a pack of wolves
that do more than just bark
i suggest that you stop talking sh-t
get cho’ eyes and nose criss crossed
respect was the only thing we had, besides these xanax bars
dust off, smirnoff and lemonade to chase it all
god show me the way, but if you can’t?
forgive me for being lost
these gods have got me thinking
giving me a train of thought
something new, i never knew
and now i got a son
look at you, thank god for you
now daddy’s gotta make a move
hustle til the day and noon
still don’t respect me? f-ck you too
i am hip hop, who the f-ck is you?
soft -ss p-ssy, come and fill these shoes

[hook]

- inhavit lyrics

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