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generic tha character - 2/3 fade lyrics

[intro: gtc]
oh yeah, oh yeah, walk up in it like
like…

[verse 1: gtc]
oh yeah, gimme that 2/3 fade, please
nice enough to make the ladies say cheese
get ‘em goin’ crazy, enough to spill their bay breeze
the look that says, “we could take a cruise in my mercedes”
walk out with a fresh cut, no steak meat, i’m not a butcher
produce the best buzz, that makes me a product pusher
i’ll holler atcha, but now i’m back to the rappin’ biz
my pursuit of happiness, i was practicin’
back then, my raps were scribbles
they used to laugh and giggle
now i craft tracks to make the florida -sses wiggle
to me, it’s simple when i spit these bilbo baggins riddles
takin’ the bags of skittles from a baby, sour and original
stackin’ ammo with the bars, i never packed a pistol
still spittin’ and rippin’ it till i’m out in san francisco
forever be givin’ the heat and k!llin’ the beat as dead as disco
i’ve got the tricks, so, when i flow
no doubt you’re gettin’ rick roll’d

[hook: gtc]
cuz i’ve got that flow
flow
that flow, oh
but you should already know
‘ready know
already know, oh
you can’t win, so let it go
let it go
just let it go, oh
cuz i’ve got that flow
flow
that flow, oh

[verse 2: gtc]
rap until i’m raspy, greater than a gatsby
pick apart whatever production that you p-ss me
and when they ask me if i’m the best to ever grab the
mic, then i’ll respond wit “no diggity” like blackstreet
you got my word, and that’s a gentleman’s agreement
i’m such a gentleman with every sentence that i’m speakin’
make a quick stop to the barber shop
to grab a 2/3 again like james
when he settled back in cleveland
whoa, whoa, i’m givin’ the flow that they can bounce with
heads turns like on the road whenever you see a crown vic
black and white is how i keep my life, plus all of my outfits
my concentration high enough to go and escape from aushwitz, (heil)
the little prince with all these kingdoms i’m visitin’
but you think your king dumb cuz you ain’t ever listenin’
do it till i’m sittin’ in the park, sun glistenin’
your kid loves rap because of your favorite senior citizen

[verse 3: gtc]
i’m slangin’ the jazziest
became the snazziest
the maniactivist
no way you’re matchin’ this
all day i rap while stayin’ p-ssionate
i’m backpackin’
got pages in the napsack and it’s
the joe above the average
generic’ll always be smashin’ it
lollygaggin’ it
money stackin’ it
can’t imagine it
stayin’ at home to practice it
ramen in my kitchen cabinet
takin’ the beat and crackin’ it
whoops, oh no, i fractured it
hip-hop’s the religion
recordin’ is a holy sacrament
slash catholic
hap hazardous
life is glamorous
without the cameras in my face
blow past the amateurs
eatin’ sandwiches with champions
the girls are fans of this
shout out to the candices, pams, jans, and angelas
the rap evangelist
your man could never handle this
peanut b-tter and raspberry jam
my jams are bad for business
capitalistic
rappin’ like packages on christmas
rippin’ it quick like kids do the plastic when they get gifts
my backyard has got the west canada creek
i hear ‘em talkin’ behind my back like d-mn, he’s unique
and with a mouthful of words
they must be crammed in his cheek
so luckily, i like to serve ‘em with a handful of beats
it’s like a curse, i get to writin’ then i can’t go to sleep
i start my ramblin’ before the lights all lit up the street
and never halt until the late night song is complete
you feelin’ me?
i think they feelin’ every sentence i speak
word!

- generic tha character lyrics

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