prhyme rhyme boss - own 2 lyrics
[intro]
uh, yeah, uh/
prhyme rhyme boss!/
appian, what up?/
chea, come on, yeah, uh/
[verse 1: prhyme rhyme boss]
yo, i was raised in ann arbor, barely had a dolla/
barely had a father figure, praises to my mama
was lazy then i got up, was lazy, yo got up –
to the hood i was fond of, man, i would make it out of/ (plc)
blazing marijuana then hit the garden, how olive/
we “teamtakeout” for them hard days, (without) that challenge-
i would probably be average, and not hungry as f-ck on stage just like a savage get paid, get ya cabbage/
it’s like the feeling you get, when you realize everybody is feeling ya sh-t/
i just really hope that you hearing us spit/
that hip, hop rhythm it’s as real as it gets/
ayo, reality sets, and the streets got lots of failures and it’s not gonna sell these same dreams as these a’capellas but/
do us a favor my n-gga and don’t compare us/
we hot on these beats, ain’t a lot you n-ggas can tell us/
[hook]
you gotta stand on ya own two, no matter what you goin’ thru/
this old head told me these words, man they so true/
stay out the way, but do what you supposed to do/
and maybe, oh maybe, you can grow too/ x2
[verse 2: prhyme rhyme boss]
(ever) since a pen was placed in my hand, i’ve felt it’s relevance/
drippin off, my sweat, see my plan was to reach intelligence/
as swell as my melon could get/
i remember hearing messages in the spellings, developed a wit/
and a sense of the devil’s intent/
see it was evident/
for the selfish it’s either h-ll or repent, i been at it ever since/
like, after every chick done been in my d-mn room- whether or not my d-ck up in her d-mn womb, it’s hotter than cancun but trent you a d-mn fool/ why?/
treating these women like they ain’t life-givers, i just did what the man do/
i did what i can’t do/ and thats gamble, losin’ the handle/
you know, that feeling, where you can’t lose/
why must i live through these lies? is it because of what i was told?/
and now a n-gga old, i’m seein’ through different eyes/
i was told that the world is cold, a n-gga ain’t never lied/
d-mn, man that n-gga ain’t never lied!/
[hook x4]
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