Opened Gates

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Lloyd Banks - Rap, In English

Opened Gates

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Duration: 2:58

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[Intro] Uh [Verse 1] Shady shit's what I'm used to, when hatin' no more confuse you Took bites on the hand that fed you, the first and the fifteenths brutal Static around the usual, automatic sounds that spook you Never heard a complaint, homage gets paid by the new school Association got you sick, vomit your way to neutral The more I make, the smarter, comma's that made me frugal The bottom's brutal, got all the talent but time is crucial Your ear was to the street, in the medley, your crime seduced you The cubs will walk around with a separate size In evеnts that require your neck and tiеs in, super TECs and slides in I'm specializin' in enterprizin', and catchin' vibes is my exercisin' You ain't got shit that ain't worth jeopardizin' A book of notes that you connect your lies in A few more moves, I'm gon' accept my Heisman Give me a beach, you ain't gon' recognize 'em You still unheard, you knocked the shepherd's eyes in New year, more records risin' (Uh) [Chorus] What consequence? There is no limit Manage to shine under a dark cloud, hell's home when you live it What would you do to be remembered? Gates'll be openin', but only a few will be remembered Only get respect when you give it Will probability and karma both pay you a visit? Is quittin' somethin' you can live with? Won't nothin' change, you done first warning delivered (Uh) [Verse 2] Tough as the wall I came through, resonance is all I gave you The borough that lifts you up near the city of fallen angels It's hard to see over borders, but flourish, you're more than able Damn, I miss the O2 '03 models with longer cables They wanna ball and chain, both feet up on the corporate table Lookin' down's a awkward angle, don't let the performer change you Many tried to walk in my shoes, they all disabled Careful when signin' contracts, their record offer's fatal I hit the spot and hoes froze, give me my plaque and rose gold I need my love centerfold and money tall as Bobo I heard your demo, no soul, niggas'll never go pro Recordin' hits like RICO, my favorite episode show I'm in and out the field, Kevlar on my outfit still Around me, a mouth of chill, bet she want a alpha male Million dollar house is ill, this time, I reroute Brazil New blood is about to spill, youngin' niggas out to kill (Uh) [Chorus] What consequence? There is no limit Manage to shine under a dark cloud, hell's home when you live it What would you do to be remembered? Gates'll be openin', but only a few will be remembered Only get respect when you give it Will probability and karma both pay you a visit? Is quittin' somethin' you can live with? Won't nothin' change, you done first warning delivered [Verse 3] Uh, stick to other side of the fence, flip and accept the consequence Aura capturin' hostages, murder without a consciousness The provider of opulence, nigga we're polar opposites Time's flyin', no time to flinch, last try in my common sense Right off the project bench, diamond coppin' for eyes to squint Litterin' with your compliments, villain behind a mobster tint They 'round the block for rent, gettin' money is a popular sin Dusty niggas with pocket lint suffer too, no spot's exempt Fame is a scary win, my body count high as the year we in You know they been cheerin' again, why try to compare me then? I'm damn near alien, I pass plug then can nearly win Been through it all, lucky you get a laugh out me, I barely grin Envy's your energy, you live with disposable memories Gather up all my trolls and I'ma steamroll 'em collectively Know you remember me, I put them bills on you allegedly My third installment a COTI, notch on my legacy (Uh) [Chorus] What consequence? There is no limit Manage to shine under a dark cloud, hell's home when you live it What would you do to be remembered? Gates'll be openin', but only a few will be remembered Only get respect when you give it Will probability and karma both pay you a visit? Is quittin' somethin' you can live with? Won't nothin' change, you done first warning delivered

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Credits

Writers
  • Lloyd Banks
  • Cartune Beatz