Tortoise Hare

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Anml Plnt - Rap, West Coast Rap

Tortoise Hare

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[Verse 1: Apes] Let me clear my throat I'm smoking heavy pardon all the clouds Lost in my surroundings blowing rings of roses talking loud Blocking intersections, I'm hotboxing while I'm boxing out Evil spirits leaking through the windows though the cops is out And it's chop chop chop on my block when it's hot up in the summer them niggas are doing numbers it's killers pursuing hundreds and the cops watch out Blowing pot, hope that they don't pull out a chop make a nigga pop-lock in my driveway like they did one day till that one nigga made that one nigga go away that's a throwaway nigga better stash a throwaway Nigga family die you cry when they go away Nigga yeah I'm mixed but I'm Henny straight Get a sip you already ate Cold water and head yeah I was the heavyweight auto mechanic I make a Chevy brake, water Atlantic I make a levee break All of you panic and never wait Rip a ton of paper still got lyrics to go saying Shitting on my liver 'cause I'm swimming in codeine, but not a dope fiend Fuck that niggas still don't know me Going hard like a pimp wrote till the pen broke old school like a 10 spoke posted by the window homie Fuck that boy we been broke homie Tryna get that, going from the get so a bitch nigga better get back from the city of sin it breeds monsters get ya' chin cracked from the impact, pull up on niggas and hit ya' homie like it's gift-wrapped Born wrong with the limp raps bitch niggas get torn off going hard all of my numbers is worn off better get back [Chorus: Apes] You gots to slow it down my nigga just pick up the pace The tortoise the hare, ain't nobody losing in this thing but we deep up in the race My nigga it ain't 'bout yo' skin, yo' color it ain't 'bout yo' face Yeah, everybody talking 'bout what they gonna do, but ain't nobody keeping pace [Verse 2: Pass, Apes, & both] And they be like how you doing my nigga Shit I'm solid, dipping, mobbing, nickel logic, in the pocket, cinderblock I hold it down Posted down the block, finna rock it Get in where you fit in listen patna, switch ya' option But I got a lot on my mind And I got a lot on my plate get up out of my face y'all blocking my shine Hands on ten and two when I see 12 clocking my time if you got it like mine, I'm fucked up Just like the niggas that we idolized in the turf Hella patnas died from, homicide we been traumatized since birth No biggie but, I'm going going, back back to the block and shit Only learned 'bout love, from dealing with the opposite I'm healing but I gotta sit I'm feeling like I gotta get this shit off my chest yeah So I roll one to the neck yeah, then I roll one to the neck yeah Then I roll one to the neck yeah, then I go numb let me check yeah Wait, wait a minute I been out of body I don't wanna feel a thing Overseas came back and it's still the same Blowing trees don't matter can't kill the pain I been outta pocket wilding everybody telling me I need to slow it down But it's too much, look at how he grew up screwed up look at where he going now [Chorus: Apes] You gots to slow it down my nigga just pick up the pace The tortoise the hare, ain't nobody losing in this thing but we deep up in the race My nigga it ain't 'bout yo' skin, yo' color it ain't 'bout yo' face Yeah, everybody talking 'bout what they gonna do, but ain't nobody keeping pace [Bridge: Pass] They telling me to slow it down, but I can't even keep up with myself I gotta get away They telling me to slow it down, but I don't know that means, way I'm living now They telling me to slow it down, but I can't even keep up with myself I gotta get away They telling me to slow it down, but I can't even keep up I can't keep up I can't keep up [Chorus: Apes] You gots to slow it down my nigga just pick up the pace The tortoise the hare, ain't nobody losing in this thing but we deep up in the race My nigga it ain't 'bout yo' skin, yo' color it ain't 'bout yo' face Yeah, everybody talking 'bout what they gonna do, but ain't nobody keeping pace

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Credits

Writers
  • MarcusMadeBeats
  • Apes (Rapper)
  • Pass (Battle Rapper)