Convoy

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Lloyd Banks - Rap, In English

Convoy

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[Intro] Yeah Southside up, nigga [Verse 1] Uh, motherfuckers partin' when I'm moving through the crowd A glimpse of my facial features stops the music like Bilal Big noses squeakin', I know how you clowns sound Southside's full of .357s, pound town Give a fuck if you was up back then, you down now Airheads round never been loyal, they bounce 'round Gold plottin' and Globe trottin', new ground found You laugh when I was hurtin', but who got the frown now? Legendary bracket out the pack, blue magic Superstars and coupcars back to back through traffic I'm a sicko, all my notebooks should be wrapped in plastic With the grip low, how I flippin' shit is track gymnastics Who put all the rest-in-peace's on your tattoo practice? There's a difference between arguably and actual classics All that riffin' on the 'net will get you raccoon glasses From the era of the Polo jacks and half-moon bastards [Chorus] Everybody fiending, it's time that I feed the streets All y'all rest in peace when I release North, South, West to East I got the reach Back-to-back sixes like the mark of the beast Haters shuttin' up, success impairs the speech Whenever there's somebody's cakin', there's a leech None of us will lay down, niggas don't fear defeat All y'all rest in peace when I release (Uh) [Verse 2] Told you niggas before I'd hate to have to reiterate Clearly, there's different levels to rhyming Let me demonstrate If premonitions writing exact Can't be a minute late Weight on my shoulder wall That's too hard to emulate I'm hungry Medusa don fork scraping the dinner plate, comfty Window crack, Hellcat's gotta ventilate Big bags to generate Watch what you insinuate A hundred miles and gunnin' Two onions doggin' the interstate Brilliant minds on pills and wine makin' my uniform Never seen someone with skills like mine Banks is a unicorn I'm gon' be killin' shit on any song you introduce me on My peers are paranoid I pray somebody prove me wrong I'm here for all the addicts That support your awful habits Send your boy to batters Turn them all to stalker status Every time I sign a line There's reinforcements adding This year is mine again No need to being all dramatic [Chorus] Everybody fiending, it's time that I feed the streets All y'all rest in peace when I release North, South, West to East I got the reach Back-to-back sixes like the mark of the beast Haters shuttin' up, success impairs the speech Whenever there's somebody's cakin', there's a leech None of us will lay down, niggas don't fear defeat All y'all rest in peace when I release [Verse 3] Mad I'm sharing time in the same century as y'all Put my records out, connect to large bevy of stars Yo, your ethic could control your outcome Let's beat the odds And I'm pullin' muscles tryna outrun espionage Corny niggas thirty plus tellin' shit, messy with broads Get so many goals when I'm kickin' shit Messi with bars Clash you with my jewelry A tennis Presi ménage Records got you pressurizing I'm the eppy involved Even whippin' out the same pot But the recipes ours Benefited from emotional and weaponry scars Brand new lip fillers gripping a nigga Epic massage Niggas heard me in '01 Still reppin' me hard The hate on me it's criminal Lickin' off of the pinnacle When you hear me say you can't fuck with me That's a general I'll roll right over ten of you Can't even see my interlude Kilo for the B-roll And the stones in the emblem blue [Chorus] Everybody fiending, it's time that I feed the streets All y'all rest in peace when I release North, South, West to East I got the reach Back-to-back sixes like the mark of the beast Haters shuttin' up, success impairs the speech Whenever there's somebody's cakin', there's a leech None of us will lay down, niggas don't fear defeat All y'all rest in peace when I release

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  • Lloyd Banks