CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Real Rap Only
V1- Two Peas in a pod, going against all odds/
Imagine the doe a N***a going to
Make when I finally turn the knob/
Flow been magical but they act like I
Ain’t a wizard of oz (ours)/
Way too much drive and there’s no
Challenger that’ll ever dodge/
The drug I chose was hip hip when I
Saw the pharmacist/
I was shaking diseases like I had
Parkinson’s/
A arsonist/
Set fire to everything I touch, leaving
Behind carca**es/
Watched the seeds I planted grow
Now it’s time for harvesting/
It’s like every time I pa**words, they
Have trouble they have logging in/
They was barking up the wrong tree
Now look how I’m dogging them/
Mike Brown, Eric Gardener, countless
Others. I have to be the change for all
Of my brothers/
All these double standards/
No justice even though it was caught
On camera/
Bland taste left in my mouth because
Of what happened to Sandra/
Ned Flanders, it’s going to take more
Than church for them to understand
Us/
No running back to that place that we
Came from Barry Sanders/
I fell in a deep hole, I was pitiful/
The danger became mystical (Mystikal)/
So I’m using this ink to reach my
Pinnacle/
I’m here to win (twin) no way me and
You losers are identical/
Bet you feel every needle, cause none
Of my shots Subliminal/
Imagine the doe a N***a going to
Make when I finally turn the knob/
Flow been magical but they act like I
Ain’t a wizard of oz (ours)/
Way too much drive and there’s no
Challenger that’ll ever dodge/
The drug I chose was hip hip when I
Saw the pharmacist/
I was shaking diseases like I had
Parkinson’s/
A arsonist/
Set fire to everything I touch, leaving
Behind carca**es/
Watched the seeds I planted grow
Now it’s time for harvesting/
It’s like every time I pa**words, they
Have trouble they have logging in/
They was barking up the wrong tree
Now look how I’m dogging them/
Mike Brown, Eric Gardener, countless
Others. I have to be the change for all
Of my brothers/
All these double standards/
No justice even though it was caught
On camera/
Bland taste left in my mouth because
Of what happened to Sandra/
Ned Flanders, it’s going to take more
Than church for them to understand
Us/
No running back to that place that we
Came from Barry Sanders/
I fell in a deep hole, I was pitiful/
The danger became mystical (Mystikal)/
So I’m using this ink to reach my
Pinnacle/
I’m here to win (twin) no way me and
You losers are identical/
Bet you feel every needle, cause none
Of my shots Subliminal/
