d.i.t.c. - make it official lyrics
make it official lyrics
[1] party arty:
hey yo’ rap for rap
force the flavors when i give em
stop up with that garbage
and ima hit you with the realism
caps i peel, raps are real ill
i give em
___he can feel
(?)
mr weed
mixed with the hip hop, it’s sick
make you wanna bug out
and l!ck a slug out yo’ clip
i smoke the sh+t before shows and in the studio
my hair is wild like coolio
theres nothing you can do me yo
me and julio smoke blunts down in school yard
who y’all?
n+ggez were biffin’
my n+ggez will do ya’ll
____ n+ggez
with the ghetto dwellas sickness
______can put all my hit list
styles n+gga
my styles will come and get you
world pack tracks like gats and f+ckin pistols
mcs step and i rip em like tissue
if i was blind dumb def or cripple
my sh+t is still be official
[2] d+flow:
flows demand
and n+ggez can’t understand
and learn who i am
my packet jam like mass transit
now who you
trying to come through all my crew
f+cking with your brain
is my slang on the 1 and 2
keeping me off the mic
is like a c+ck block
what the f+ck 9 mil in my drop top
____ son
is ____ n+ggez on the block done
then im p+ssing on your body until the cops come
because i rap, don’t think its something sweet
im in the hood just like you
the streets play for keeps
sleep n+gga weak, its deep like that
we use our guns for talk
in new york we speak like that
word of mine, g stack is all i want
and if i don’t get that then all i want is blunt
to all them b+tches, word is born
you gone
cause i wrote a bomb
and im sipping dom perignon
[3] party arty:
name party arty
pa for short
i’m running brother laws of the ghetto
never obey the court
and my styles the great adventure
the dwellers we ____
make you n+ggez pay attention when we rhyme
meaning your style can’t see mine
heat up like water
cause its tea time
making the best press rewind
see i’m that type of guy
that hype a guy
that likes to fly
n+ggez heads like kites so wide
i likes to lie
the weed
i’m not a lier, proceed
or go for your life at the ___ of the empire
(?)
n+gga ima bust your sh+t
yeah n+gga each n+gga
reach (rich?) n+gga
forget the he say
and with the burners we play
and in the pjs this day we slay
n+ggez that act tough
step up with that wreck stuff
thinking that they rough cause they rap rough
what up?
i call it bluff
ain’t nothing sweet
and i don’t get enough
for making n+ggez feel the mother f+cking heat
[4] d+flow:
who’s the man?
n+ggez still don’t understand
while our style expands
who the f+ck needs extra hands
blow up that chocolate
and leave your whole ____
full of ___
c+ck it
yeah the glock ____
realism that’s what i’m talking
f+ck how you feel keep it real
those that know how i do
then you should know how i deal
like that aces ____
in that f+cking game
n+ggez know
tech 9s i toke
herb smoke fills my brain
bang the room is bright
son twist the buddha right
(?)
i’m smoking ___
all my life i seen static
never had a quarter
but in my pants i have an automatic
don’t act neurotic
cause then i see you shook son
shots i never took em
f+ck you get them hard looks from?
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