All Night (T.V.)

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Xperadó - Rap

All Night (T.V.)

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[Intro: Samples] Slippin', slippin', slippin'... (Check it out) [Samples throughout the track] Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'... (Check it out) [Verse 1] Here come the danger, drama in the lyrics I bring Drop scriptures, you feel it like a spiritual thing The ill ensemble hittin' you hard and cause a fumble Remain humble but it's wild in the jungle Drug capers, broke niggas and money makers Ghetto infested, quick to set it for mo' papers Do it naturally, so I guess it's in my nature Automatically servin' these cats like waiters Niggas gettin' done, I leave you numb like the Yayo You know the steelo, the label official jails Strictly [?] G's, still hit skins and friendlies The chronic semi, gettin' bent from the Rémy My whole team out for green, don't intervene We hold cream, do it up by all means All the schemes left my soul corrupt And it's wild that it seems only God we trust, what [Chorus] It's only right how we represent it all night Hold your head, do your thing, nigga live your life Shit's trife, play the game, we gotta pay the price Take the pleasure with the pain, baby spark lye [Verse 2] I roll with heavy hitters, money getters and clip spitters Lovin' the struggle, ever since the L's lit us Hell hit us, shit is hot but don't fail niggas Maintain, the only thing left to tell niggas Hold it down, you know these undercovers wanna get us Servin' time, we'll make bail, makin' lawyers richer God forbid, I'm better off there without the figures Havin' street dreams, tryna paint a perfect picture And excel, watchin' these cats flex well Spark L's and bless styles in my X-files Get the zonin' till my thoughts be flowin' like the Nile Nothin' funny only out for money by the piles Stayin' tipsy, makin' moves that's grimy and gritty Livin' risky, just survivin' in this big city The N.O.T.S. Click, my niggas willin' to rock with me Who stands silent grounds, heavy town lock diggy? [Chorus] It's only right how we represent it all night Hold your head, do your thing, nigga live your life Shit's trife, play the game, we gotta pay the price Take the pleasure with the pain, baby spark lye It's only right how we represent it all night Hold your head, do your thing, nigga live your life Shit's trife, play the game, we gotta pay the price Take the pleasure with the pain, baby spark lye [Verse 3] Much love for thugs, all my ghetto representers in love with slugs He inch it up for the winter, these streets is bugged Ain't no place for pretenders, Galatian mug So never tryna come against us, embrace with crime Turn in my blades for Nines, time is money and ain't no need for wastin' time Gettin' weeded, I was readin' in-between the lines A millionaire I wanna be it but it's all in the mind Men struggled and strived forward, politicians slide forward Enough to make your eyes water but don't cry for it And what they try for us, sick enough to make you nauseous Coulda lost it for a fortune, it's like extortion Killin' shit just like abortion, I can't cope Or for havin' dreams of flossin' for bein' broke Tryna get it by the dozens, the saga continues Put your mind on instrumental and hit your mental [Chorus] It's only right how we represent it all night Hold your head, do your thing, nigga live your life Shit's trife, play the game, we gotta pay the price Take the pleasure with the pain, baby spark lye It's only right how we represent it all night Hold your head, do your thing, nigga live your life Shit's trife, play the game, we gotta pay the price Take the pleasure with the pain, baby spark lye [Outro: Samples] Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'... (Check it out) Check it out (Yeah, we're doin' that) Check it out (Yeah, we're doin' that) Check it out (Yeah, we're doin' that)

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  • Lord Finesse