Part 2

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Lukah - Rap, USA

Part 2

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[Part I] [Verse] The blunts bein' rolled, .9 milli on the dresser In the closet, got some, same limb as Clyde Drexler Niggas look tough, y'all ain't thuggin', y'all playin' dress up And I'm Huey New', you niggas is Pink Panthers Hood nigga, give me the money, bruv, fuck the glamour Watch ya grandma, niggas I'm with be totin' hammers Surpass your standards without practice, I'm the answer Mean for the green, I'm move like Bruce Banner They misleadin' our people with false propaganda So here's a anthem for my niggas to get their bands up Smokin' out the Acura, bad bitch in the passenger Keeps me mad at us, so a pussy can get massacred Niggas amateurs, let 'em slide, that's not my character Come upon your job and pop ya then clap your manager Push the barrier, we wolves, these fuckers terriers Fly-brother exterior, niggas know I'm superior You won't understand, this shit is gangster criteria Said you never scared, but I bet the gat put some fear in ya Mine with purpose, I am what you can never purchase Fuckin' with me, your church gon' have you a early service That's why you niggas worthless and sleepin' with the sea urchins He screamin' he a shooter, but no one is gonna verge it I'm steady urban, I made the call, they put the work in They know it's urgent, they won't miss, 'cause they're determinant You fuckin' with a bastard, and most of you niggas backwards I ain't new to this, been graduated and got my masters It's lonely at the top, nigga feelin' like Mick Jagger He talkin' to me like I won't turn 'em into a Casper Repercussions, motherfucker, don't push my buttons All the news gon' say is it happend all of a sudden Spittin' corruption, ain't no doubt, my skills are disgustin' We came through bustin', all you heard was "Incomin'" So what's the verdict? Fuck 'em, remove 'em from the surface Can't shake these niggas hands, I don't know, I guess I'm allergic Word [Part II] [Intro] Uh, listen [Verse] Nobody fuckin' with me on this mic, been that way since I was younger No need to wonder, no one in the city can match my hunger At the age of ten I picked up the sword, I started slashin' A pen assassin, don't make me prove it and start thrashin' You ain't born God, fuck nigga, ain't no way we'll be clashin' Release the crackin', all whack niggas should switch to fashion Miss the days when shit was rugged, niggas comin' from the gutter Nowadays niggas straight bitches and dressin' like they mothers Niggas bein' all friendly, all sweet muhafuckas Huggin' all on eachother, you pussies might as well cuddle South Memphis born and raised, I ain't used to this foolery Get some niggas to rob your crib and palm mom and dad's jewelry Get you wacked with one call, this is mob activity When we move, we dark deep, and we off your academy But lately, G, thug nigga been seekin' prosperity Tryna get rid of demons, let me give you some clarity Remember nights, moms cryin', lockin' herself in a room 'Cause we were havin' hard times, the light bill was comin' soon Moms half bride, didn't like to ask for assistance And those nights to take a bath we boil water in the kitchen Nigga, hot, nigga, swim Put the fan in the window and watchin' you sleep Fuck it, I'm rollin' and smokin' indo Rollin' up my frustrations, smoke 'til it make sense completely Then figure ways out this predicament Hung around the OG's, and as they talk, I gained knowledge And I stayed around them too, 'til I felt my shit was polished Can't tell you what I witnessed, been part of a been-through Just know I've seen shit I shouldn't of seen as a youth Off of trap, gave me skills, I swore again I'll never use But if this rappin' don't work I got some shit then I could move P facin' a small sentence, gotta kick up his feet I'm settin' a table to eat, so when he home, he got a seat I was schooled by the best so I stick to the routine Plottin', scheme every move, been doin' that shit since I was a teen Never 'bout treason, bruh, that's how niggas stop breathin' Saw a man's life leave 'em, mama raised a little heathen A young nigga, mobbin' through the Memphis muddy waters, then Know my life would alter, I'm my own fuckin' monster This reality when I rap, you fuck niggas just rappin' And I done been through shit you only see when you imagine Off the leash, capeesh? I could touch you and don't reach Treat you like a lil' child and put you niggas to sleep This is dark deep, fam, and we guarantee greatness Fuck you niggas guess on racists, we see through that fuckin' fakeness Word

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