Suffa & Sesta Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Commentary: Grieves] Yo, what's up? This is Grieves from Rhymesayers Entertainment, and you are now havin' your goddamn mind blown, bitch! On the Golden Era Mixtape 2013. Peace [Scratches: ADFU] "Yeah" "Suffa" "Sesta" "[?]" "Representin'" "Part two" "Yea—Yea—Yea— Ye—Ye—Yeah!" [Verse 1: Suffa] Check it out I'll serve you now like Rafael Nadal Smack you in the brow like Manny Pacquiao Put a fracture in your crown like, "How you like me now, huh?" Scatterin' the patterns, have 'em gatherin' around the Stage like a [?], rage like a sick bull Caged with a pitbull, no place for the bullshit Oh, it's the Golden Era squad Stalkin', you're out of your league like Billy Bob Thornton escorting Jolie, you should really stop Talkin', it's squawkin' to me, ya boring (Ayy, cheah) Test the Hoods [?] tell 'em "No bro" Makes no sense like a Buddhist yelling YOLO Step in my dojo, bro, it's a Horrorshow Zone, like [?] to Kid Solo We show these show birds a flow that'll blow their mojo Pose for a photo then go home like, "Peace" (Fuckhead) [Sample: [?]] "Um, think you could maybe, you know, take it up a notch" [Verse 2: Sesta] Yeah, yeah I'm feelin' this, I'm feelin' a bit ill Can't kill him and I'm willin' [?] Done dealin' with [?] feelings, I must deal With reality stripes, you're under attack You got a bad track record for putting bad tracks on your record Bet on that's all that I can let on, uh Till I snap, crack, then fap furious Clear the sample [?] sing a song with us They're pursuing us, I kick harder Binge harder just for kick startin' Shout-outs to Ben Martin I'm just tryna bury my D in the C (sea): Bin Laden I got a version of you as a person Do a verse and rehearse, do away with the virgin It deserves with a hearse, being burned is a curse But the first motherfucker to really want it'll learn