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hoodies & bombers reprise - tyrone briggs lyrics

(veto corli)
revolutionary blood born of affeni
tempted to kick it like introverts hacky sacking wit beanies
i need my f*cking credit
the best to rhyme in bunches
never pulled no punches like i’m canceling a debit
now let’s set it and forget it
matter fact, let’s just set it
i’m tired of n*ggas forgetting
if chips fall may they be leaded
i used to want to be the best around
until i did the math and saw the sum don’t really move the deci mail
i’m still around if you ever need me
sixth season and my tone ain’t change like mr feeni
dedededededede dottie day
fools open they mouths and drown on rainy days
this the return of the king
no lord of the rings
no golem follow my trail
i’m gotham minus the lazarous wells
if you require a sh*ll
i can appoint you
get knighted from nines i can anoint you
switched to new styles now yall follow the leader
i built a house and these ungratefuls just played jenga
(bunky)
ballin like ima kobe
dior on my toe
euro steppin like gin0bli
miss me with that brodie
know most you rap n*ggas phony
copy cats tryna clone me i’m the one and only
actors with all they theatrics
n*ggas deserve a tony
i’m moving by my lonely
ben frank my only homie
fear me like the irs
tax n*ggas like you suckas you owe me
king me like the rollie
on top of my game
they taking shots at the throne but ain’t on top of they aim
bobby rel and barry blue was on top wit cane
now his son spittin crack i guess it’s one and the same
just stick to my lane
eviction slip with a uhaul n*gga
you on notice here to remove y’all n*ggas
f*ck a hater my motto
life on full throttle
raise your glass pop a bottle
with a model feel like hue hef in the grotto
round of a applause for my greatness
hall of famer with wit the pavers
jersey in rafters smiles and laughters
titles like the lakers
(westside buddah)
who out there could think they better than i
the best in your mind but still know it’s death in your eyes
i been blessed with a grind
one step at a time i’m gon’ step for what’s mine
don’t step on a mine tryna land next to letterman fly
if not hoodies and bombers
i made peace i’m good with my karma
pleased to alarm ya out the speaker box boy bigger than sean or a
l or a pun, notorious for things that i’ve done with these words
it’s absurd, know you heard but i am the one
the two three in his prime, every line is like a leap from the line
i speak from inclined angles my seat is reclined
table full of goats, heart full of hope, we was mud made
let this dope fit in all these bars feel like the drug trade
bugs sprayed how i seen them scatter when amongst raids
crazy i dropped most of what i learned cuz i was once raised
to get by, til i realized it’s not enough
sn*tching everything i’ve earned earning everything i want

(cee434)
know i’m a headache to haters i make them want a be bc
wannabe cees just imitations they wanna cc
wanna see cee when they look in the mirror
never compete or comparing
trust me the difference is glaring
three fifty to mclaren
they nothing like me they never liked me i grew to embrace it
in different brackets so they binding together like braces
aligned in they crooked ways no matter how much they meddle
i ain’t never worried bout n*ggas taking my sp*ce
and i’m from the dirty where n*ggas do you dirty
in hoodies like it’s a jersey pull up and shoot from thirty
running like derbys when you hear the shot
in flight jackets tryna plot on a thot to do you like kirby when you hit the spot
it’s time get money like curtis
all that time i been working i always knew it was worth it
the reign coming like it’s april remember you heard it
cuz i’m certain we building funds like pastors in churches passing the plate during sermon
amen
(tyrone briggs)
any given day i’ll switch it up and really be rapping
really a savage
inflammation pain, as far as these joints and really be spazzing
gotta tell these rappers chill cuz they average
my reactions like ye in n*ggas in paris, don’t get kilt just for fashion
y’all got it mixed up, as far as sk!ll for writing and crafting
i play the center, cuz that’s the field that i do the snapping, i’m different
loading my clips, i’m ready to hit up any artist
this target practice, you rappers just practice being the targets, listen
whoever you think is better, you a fan of his
or you don’t listen to what i’m saying, you just be hearing it
your favorite top two rappers couldn’t compare to this
spanish chicks wearing air jordan 1s, they just a pair of mids
that’s no opinion
my will power will take you off the set for good, don’t be the 1st ant vivian
rap for the family’s sake, so for my lineage
i’ll turn all you goats into food like i’m west indian

- tyrone briggs lyrics

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