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lance markeith - hunger pains episode 2: no flockin' kodak black lyrics

young n-gga with his hungry -ss
all he know is rap
went to school but he ain’t go to cl-ss
teacher tried to learn me some math
but i got me some paper
hop me the gate and i went on some capers
in skroll land, main street
learned that these n-ggas be cappin
these hoes be so trash
b-tches thottin’ on the next n-gga
plottin’ on the best n-gga
before they sewed a track
n-ggas be claiming they best
ain’t got n0body respect
they ain’t even much sold a track
say hold ya back
n-ggas be coppin for a deal
you should get everything on the back
see on these tracks
babblon executives n-gga
we like the new goldmans sachs
said just put everything on my back
cause you can bet everything on my tracks
and i guarantee that sh-t gone come back
cause i just be picture paintin ion rap
i just go ape sh-t ion snap
these n-ggas makeshift ion do crafts
n-gga want the whole thing i’on do halves
my team supreme yeah yall’on do math
i gotchu, two is to the wisdom you get
when you split a git to the atom
he coexists in patterns
one to gain knowledge
the other material matter
you couldn’t fathom how we add it
and we back at 3
now understand, that everything is everything
is everything we desire worth a wedding
is everything that we want worth our legacy
just let it be, i put it down like a triple h pedigree
knock all they lights out like teddy p
team crystal solid like methamphetamine
the art of real is back on wax til the death of me
now all the girls wanna kick it like a special teams
these n-gga p-ssy they’on mess with me
on the side of the game like a referee
cook yo -ss up, boy, it’s my specialty
big guns talking halo type weaponry
yeah bitcoin y’all itty bitty coin
remember b-tches had my name in they fitted for em
and that was keith j
now my name replay
and mr. f-ck with me you might win a sweepstakes
yeah, give these boys the bidness with the briefcase
knock all they lights out like free tae
i’m a dawg -ss n-gga i’mma cheapskate
i like p-ssy for breakfast call her tony the tiger
b-tch i eat great
i like funneling money back to the business with hundreds
when we ain’t thinkin’ of money
we do this sh-t for the art, i can’t think straight
forgive me for ranting, i’m just tryna see straight
the admittance of sin the first step of being great
i like keeping it real, don’t like you being fake
and ever since i was ten, felt i was being taped
that was voices in my head
telling me i’m the best
should never sleep, never rest
should never eat or be pressed
cause everybody that’s rapping is subpar to me
and don’t call it conscious, i spit it consciously
i’m aware of what these motherf-ckers want from me
a lil picky, lil choosy when i get on the beat
i gotta factory building like w-lly wonka be
bars for millenniums n-gga, 90’s baby bouta millennial n-gga
i still ain’t feeling you n-ggas
i like bumping big l, smoking thick l’s
i’m a rap saint, ain’t charge ya for a song yet
i’m so ahead of my time that i ain’t born yet
these n-ggas cornb-lls i’m stacking corn chips
coins-chips
you swimming in the water with swordfish
sharks and coy fish, who employ dips
it’s getting mo deeper in that mo better blues
of the control-ship of yo sh-t
everybody spinning yo songs
don’t feel like yo hit
cause mo cl!cks is mo cl!cks
but most cl!cks ain’t yo cl!cks
so them spins ain’t yours b-tch
that’s some inside joke sh-t
hungry n-gga you ain’t finna find a beat
i’m not gone eat
honestly don’t want no snake n-ggas
round the g
these n-ggas go back on they word like a
f-ckin apostrophe
got kicked outta drama school
cause ain’t n0body i’m tryna be
straight up!

- lance markeith lyrics

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