melly mel tha kidd - round trip lyrics
roc :
high on life, puff and p-ss without the dank
i ain’t focusing on tryna get them commas in the bank
golden era oracle, i’m holding down the flank
ain’t got no gamer tag, but i make the ratchet clank
young sicilian mobbing in all black, la cosa nostra
lyrical pistola staying tucked up in the holster
the plot thickens as i start to levitate
thirty rounds in the octagon, i’m a heavyweight
resonate, medicated off the music, cause the game to elevate
leave a bad taste in your mouth as these suckas desecrate
lean, lambs, and dollar bills
using auto-tune to hide the fact they ain’t got sk!lls
mumbling all they words, ain’t a clue what they saying
wearing women’s clothes, kinda image they portraying?
shoot, it’s roc and melly mel
cali to new york, tell them fools ring the bell
melly mel tha kidd :
i feel you bro and thats cray yo
frustrated from the only little knowledge that they know
but i’ma speak on things at the top of the chain so
heinous to reality p-ssing up halos
we lost barrack to this abomination
like it’ obama’s nation
the way we want replacement
of dummy donald knowing nothing just bombing places
but berry’s terms up and he on vacation
never know what you got til it’s gone
but we gotta stay united know the right from the wrong
i mean i only live once i won’t get to resp-wn
no matter how many protest we won’t get a response
wish a motha f-cka would try to draft me to ops
you better find that trump voter list and start with the top
word
its melly mel i hear you roc
new york back to cali hip hop until we drop
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