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Grown Man sh*t (BodytheBooth Ep. 3)
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ChillinIT
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You take in a sense and say "Herb-Herb is a plant" I mean, herbs are good for everything Why-Why these peo- It's like I can't, think of these words 'less I'm hittin the herb And I got, love for the girls and the women with curves And I got, love for the brothers that been puttin in work And I got, love for my brothers that been pushin the herb To get your dollar, make em holler, lyrics and rhymes This image & vibe, got sh*t, no one been killin my high This my grown man sh*t, I got my own damn kicks Backpackin a dream, then I'm gon' be stackin thе C.R.E.A.M Ever since they said thе Presidents will represent me It's evident I get that money till I'm resting in peace Forget it kid, do what you gotta do This the wrong business if you lookin for forgiveness, best invest in a priest I'm Houdini with this rappin sh*t (Hah), I get you open (Damn) But lots of you lack the focus Or focusin on the vinyl that scratchin on full focus on the beat of the track Keep up, I'm on the Jazzy sh*t, ha Half spliffs on my starship Better get the swishers rolled up and your starter kits On some Superman Kent Clark sh*t Tryna move a gram in the park while it's dark, brother you gotta ask No one's got your back? Tell me, do you got your own? And if no one wants you back, tell me will you walk alone? Sayin you don't want them back, you could do this on your own, you could do this on your own, fam True rapper bars Call it Booyakasha Dance with the Devil in the moon and the light The tarmac is still shining off the room in the night The roads busy but i'm home busy, tuning a mic Money and success over clubbing and sex Heck yes, mic check, girl spittin to us Write a rhyme 9-5 girl, sit in a bus, I'm still in the cut Survival of the fittest to us, I skill it The blunt: zig zag, fill it with bud Half fades, Monday misery comes And then it's Friday, Ice Cubes still in the cup, you get it? Give a f**k if she givin it up Gave music my whole heart but that isn't enough I thought that she'd stay but she left for the love I guess the water don't get much thicker than blood Even your, own blood could see your own blood It's so tough in a cold cold there's no love Your own blood could see your own blood It's so tough in a cold cold there's no love The lights to my city bring serenity and peace In one way, life's better in the streets Thank God for the music, life's better with a beat BodyBag in the Booth, we be reppin for the scene, ha
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