Shall Come a New Name

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Fashawn - Rap, West Coast Rap

Shall Come a New Name

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[Intro] Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Fellas (Yeah?), fellas (Yeah?), fellas (Yeah?) I'm ready to get up and do my thing Uh, uh, yeah, uh I wanna get up and do my thing [Verse 1] Bad as you call 'em Allah, a crisis cool Long as you ain't livin' a lawless life, be fooled By the excitement, the broads, the hype, the jewels That's translucent, guard your sight We move militant-like, on or off the mic, I'm solid Niggas salute my integrity, strength, and knowledge Some consider me a poet, a prince, a prophet It was written I would arrive, hold the game hostage For as long as possible preaching the new gospel You can do what you can, I do what I gots to I do what I feel like, no different in real life No skinny jeans with Nikes, more like steel pipes And gats, razor under the tongue rap Illustrate the feeling of a nigga who pumps crack Writing ink on this page, 'til it sink in his veins, uh Witness the shiver when you mention my name, simple and plain It's the F [Interlude] Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Fellas (Yeah?), fellas (Yeah?), fellas (Yeah?) I'm ready to get up and do my thing I wanna get up and do my thing Uh, uh [Verse 2] I'm dangerous 'cause I'm silent, never know when I'm comin' Out the sky I plummeted, people shoutin', runnin' for they life Most likely 'cause my aura's too bright I blind anyone in my sight, nonbeliever or hype Try and compete if you like, this is deeper than rap No, it's ether, 'fore you even put the needle to wax Not a follower either but a leader, in fact I figure if someone teach 'em, we could keep it intact The game fucked up, it need a messiah Better yet, it need a rebel who gon' start up a riot From Memphis to Minnesota, Texas to Pensacola, I'm rollin' Congregatin' a coalition of soldiers And I ain't headin' home until my mission is over You can sit on the sofa; me, I'll be on the frontline Where many men got slain, they blood in my veins When I'm gone, you'll remember my name, simple and plain It's the F [Outro] Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Fellas (Yeah?), fellas (Yeah?), fellas (Yeah?) I'm ready to get up and do my thing I wanna get up and do my thing

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  • Fashawn
  • The Alchemist