davdarappa - broke ii [shortened] lyrics
fist clenched, born to fight
sharking every day just to live this life
train in the gym for the fight of his life
while his mommy at home shooting up the white
he for the streets, like his mom addiction
with these punches shaped in his vision
throwing fists, that’s how it’s livin’
with this jab, causing division
muhammed ali when he flow
he knocking out rappers like their name is joe
hit in the mac and the 10 is a go
no he must rack you like ivan drago
you ready to go, you ready for more
he throwing those punches just like the tempo
you got a problеm, you already know
this ain’t yo gift, why you even say yo
calling brucе lee right cause he got the glow
came from the streets, he signing the row
you bringing up colours, i’m selling that dope
where they gon k!ll you for just being broke
you think it’s a joke, nah scratch that
his dream’s much bigger than a hashtag
you step into the ring, we can hash that
in about 5 minutes, you’re hash dead
never thought he’d make it this far
never thought his sk!lls would get him on worldstar
now you in the ring like a world star
just waiting for the ding so you can go hard
training for this moment like a new job
he boutta give em h+ll, no charge
he boutta switch it up
and maybe hit him with the south par
(rappa), feel like a goat, (aye)
feeling so sharp, i aim at yo throat, (aye,woah)
christmas is over, no giving and go
you know that my shot gonna splash like a boat, (facts)
ain’t no excuses, hand in the note
running the race, ain’t no murder she wrote, (aye)
lie on the water, we trying to float, (aye)
i got respect for the rappers you quote, (facts, facts)
somebody special would feel like a diamond
reel back the tape and you know that i’m shining, (aye)
just like a quarterback, you know i’m diming
looked at mistakes and i work on my timing, (let’s go)
just like a millionaire, formally dining
work on your sk!lls and don’t diss on my rhyming, (aye)
know i won’t pick up, the phone is still dialling
got on the charts and you know he still climbing, (let’s go, aye)
i know i’m the one
hustling under the sun, (aye, let’s go)
the job isn’t done
why you excited, you still never won, (rappa)
you know i’m here hustling and bustling
you know that the people can still have some fun, (aye)
i’m making some lyrics
i still gotta focus on god, and worship his son, (aye)
he still wanna go on the run
ran out the block and we haven’t begun, (aye)
how many boys really care?
none, how did you set your hair, undone
rappa keep dropping new songs
but now i got weight on my shoulders
i’m carrying a ton, (skrt)
normals keep sitting and throwing a pun, (aye)
legends start grinding and work for the bun, (aye)
i judge by the mind, i ain’t into the size
judge with the heart and don’t judge with the eyes, (facts)
talk about eyes, i got mine on the prize
boy, i ain’t dumb, don’t believe all the lies
streaming erased and now on the rise, (aye)
ima just go have a day with the guys, (yea)
wing like a bird, i fly to the skies
i’ve been here since 19
you know time really flies, (let’s, yea)
20 was ruthless, nothing to do
we got quarantined out, what a wonderful year, (eeh)
hop on the wagon, watching myself
for some reason i’m feeling alone in the clear, (ooh)
thought in my mind, like what happened here
but it’s over and now you got nothing to fear, (facts)
breaking news, the end is near
hold your head up high and don’t shed a tear
(aye, aye,)
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