CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Triple Post Offense
Uh
7xve
What's good, Skeese?
Heh
Shoes cost the old project unit apartment
View from the office is over the garden
Doing mad deals like it's part of a bargain
Telling nothing is average when they're doing the margin
Bailed my n***a out of Attica, taught him about Africa
Then he changed his name to whatsaname like he ain’t black enough
Alhamdulillah I go to Mecca on the regas'
Chess got us cheques, we was just eating checkers
I'm 'bout four heads a stack and still sprеad respect
I can't evеn tell you what's next
I need the emblem on the ground from the foreign
They travel with the pack with it but me? I got it touring
But I told em I'd be back for em
I done changed my whole life under a year
Tell em "Get that sh*t right, the genius revered"
Get in tune like in a booth and you a new engineer
I'm here to prove I am the truth and really something to fear
It's me
7xve
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Drumwork)
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Separate the Jordan mids and Jordan highs)
You, you, yo-you, you know I'm gonna school em
You put my back against the wall, you know how I'm gon' react
Our whole neighborhood could get it if it's one way out like cul de sacs
I rock the white and blue Bo Jacks, the broken bats with the icy soakers
My heart is as cold as a frozen frap
I left em shocked, they swore I was GOAT when I spoke the raps
I'm the local cat, coming for mines like the IRS when you owe em tax
I'm on my own two and I won't collapse
I'm calling cap if rappers say we in the same circle, no way we overlapped
How you cold as a polar cap and still hotter than smoking stacks?
The key is I'm a legend like the symbols on an open map
I don't overslack, I overgrind and n***as know it's facts
Was at they heads with the lines even when I was Opening Act
Them corny n***as always rolling in packs
They women's intentions be out of this dimension, I don't over-attach
These days I do a lot of humble bragging
I recognsie my greatness, realising they under average
Motherf**ker
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
You, you, yo-you, you know I'm gonna school em (Aight)
You can't impede my progress n***a, I advance
Even if I gotta fire the entire camp
The windows to the soul's through the eyes of man
I seen n***as eyeing my bands tryna devise a plan
They see me driving by in Lam'
Used to eat the halal cart, white sauce for my rice and lamb
I got fans inspired in France
When I signed my deal I had a prezzie on my right hand
Talent club at the cosmo, I'm a private man
Sipping Casa, [?] at one-ninety grand
See how my mind expand, now I'm a wiser man
I bought enough jewels, I'm only interested in buying land
Uh, ring on every finger same color
Flush these n***as out, I got an all diamond hand
Uh, the silence of the lamb, I told you it's getting spooky
I'm the Michael Myers man, I arrived again
Knife in hand
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Hahaha, yeah)
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (F**k outta here)
You, you, yo-you, you know I'm gonna school em (Aight)
You know I'm gonna school em
You know I'm gonna school em
You know I'm gonna school em
7xve
What's good, Skeese?
Heh
Shoes cost the old project unit apartment
View from the office is over the garden
Doing mad deals like it's part of a bargain
Telling nothing is average when they're doing the margin
Bailed my n***a out of Attica, taught him about Africa
Then he changed his name to whatsaname like he ain’t black enough
Alhamdulillah I go to Mecca on the regas'
Chess got us cheques, we was just eating checkers
I'm 'bout four heads a stack and still sprеad respect
I can't evеn tell you what's next
I need the emblem on the ground from the foreign
They travel with the pack with it but me? I got it touring
But I told em I'd be back for em
I done changed my whole life under a year
Tell em "Get that sh*t right, the genius revered"
Get in tune like in a booth and you a new engineer
I'm here to prove I am the truth and really something to fear
It's me
7xve
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Drumwork)
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Separate the Jordan mids and Jordan highs)
You, you, yo-you, you know I'm gonna school em
You put my back against the wall, you know how I'm gon' react
Our whole neighborhood could get it if it's one way out like cul de sacs
I rock the white and blue Bo Jacks, the broken bats with the icy soakers
My heart is as cold as a frozen frap
I left em shocked, they swore I was GOAT when I spoke the raps
I'm the local cat, coming for mines like the IRS when you owe em tax
I'm on my own two and I won't collapse
I'm calling cap if rappers say we in the same circle, no way we overlapped
How you cold as a polar cap and still hotter than smoking stacks?
The key is I'm a legend like the symbols on an open map
I don't overslack, I overgrind and n***as know it's facts
Was at they heads with the lines even when I was Opening Act
Them corny n***as always rolling in packs
They women's intentions be out of this dimension, I don't over-attach
These days I do a lot of humble bragging
I recognsie my greatness, realising they under average
Motherf**ker
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
You, you, yo-you, you know I'm gonna school em (Aight)
You can't impede my progress n***a, I advance
Even if I gotta fire the entire camp
The windows to the soul's through the eyes of man
I seen n***as eyeing my bands tryna devise a plan
They see me driving by in Lam'
Used to eat the halal cart, white sauce for my rice and lamb
I got fans inspired in France
When I signed my deal I had a prezzie on my right hand
Talent club at the cosmo, I'm a private man
Sipping Casa, [?] at one-ninety grand
See how my mind expand, now I'm a wiser man
I bought enough jewels, I'm only interested in buying land
Uh, ring on every finger same color
Flush these n***as out, I got an all diamond hand
Uh, the silence of the lamb, I told you it's getting spooky
I'm the Michael Myers man, I arrived again
Knife in hand
Punks who don't, don't, don't know
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (Hahaha, yeah)
Punks who don't, don't, don't know (F**k outta here)
You, you, yo-you, you know I'm gonna school em (Aight)
You know I'm gonna school em
You know I'm gonna school em
You know I'm gonna school em
