euro league – god rite lyrics
verse 1:
it’s my turn to prove that i’m great/ by choosing my fate, i will not be abused by dismay
and since i’m a rapper i guess i’ll wrap (rap) up this whole game till no rapper can ventilate
groupie hoes get penetrate/ they wear lingerie
she made sure that french was her lace/ an i’m not t.i
but they’ll do anything for the band man (‘rubber band man’) i was just playing the b-ss
i was displaying a chase, after this paper / in god we trust
but the bank run by satan/ yeezy thought he need nia long dog i’m more sanaa lathan
i need a bad redbone for me to ball with/ shopping sprees we be spaulding
copping trees/ cuz i know la (nola) , like new orleans
mardi gras/ get your party on with these bosses
i wonder how outsiders perceive my city/ is it the mecca of making it in america?
i once was american dreaming/ til’ uncle sam got up and pinched me
told me i’ve always been gifted/santa clause never existed
but really there’s grinch’s that’s stealing our freedom/just to give it back in disguise of good deeds
you can’t see through that act? / them tinted windows you can’t see through that ac (acura)?
automatics get squeezed/ then i read through somebody’s news feed that you p-ssed
snakes will be the first to lead you to your grave/ so i suggest that you please cut your gr-ss
could of sworn i head somebody utter: freedom at last
sample from martin luther king: ‘i have a dream speech’ playing
verse 2:
it’s my turn to prove that i’m great/ and i will not fail my destiny just been delayed
surrounded by death and decay/ demonic malevolent ways of the powers be
that’s why i’m k!lling all kings / and taking their power and tossing it right in the mouth of the streets
my n-gg-s gotta eat, y’all n-gg-s gotta feast/ you can’t afford to share
we can’t afford them shares at stock market/ let alone insurance at the doc’s office
if i get shot i gotta brush that off did it for my dogs in them locked coffins/ already underground
been the illest n-gg- in the underground/ not just lyrical but they love my sound
told my ex girl, that my next girl, be the reason she feel like a f-cking clown
knew better then you do better/ d-mn that p-ssy tight and she screw better
bank account got old money/ new cheddar
get that white girl not stepped on, no bruce jenner
ooo clever, i’m a lyricist painting cl-ssic pictures
like b-i-g in his coog(ie) sweater, n-gg- who better?
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