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rico sisney - the potluck lyrics

[hook]
and this so easy…
so why they gotta make it look hard huh?
connected to the source i stay charged up!
me and my whole crew brought it it’s a potluck
yeah and this so easy..
so why they gotta make it look hard?
connected to the source so i always stay charged
all praise be to god so save your applause

[verse 1]
all of these impostors posturing is preposterous
possibly posh
but i’m pushing ‘pause’ cuz i’m past the bar
matter of fact, the bar for spitting bars is
barely up to my abdomen
if you ain’t in the throne where big lsat
your freestyle isn’t cl-ssic then
if you ain’t touch eminem domain, don’t pretend you
have it then
i’m still a student of kweli, bey, doom, black thought
outkast, rakim
lauryn, lupe, nas and wu tang
i apprentice after them
i’m hercules so those 12 are my dodecathlon
my movements (known as shaolin)
force you to throw the towel in
the pool and hit the showers kid
you’re too little for our end
you see, these barracudas out here prow-a-lin
probably confuse you with some food that’s for devouring!

i really rarely battle though
first we mosh then we march on the capital
things are going south the way that moss never has to grow
but i’m no moss. never run. someone has to throw
and for me its effortless dude–
not daunting. like daunte i’m peppered with cool
don’t be salty it’ll mess with your wounds
want it the hard way or a soft lob?
we dropped bombs but talked long bobloblaw…

chorus

[verse 2]
and if i am anything other than lost
it’s cuz of the breadcrumbs
that some of them tossed in my path
got perspective that they did not have
so i’m coming across as less dumb
it’s cuz of your less-ons
and this is dedicated to you:
my village, my chiefs, my nurses, my queens
yeah, this is what has taken me through
they said, “rico we waiting on you.”
if i make it they coming too!

i arrive baby-stepping one at a time
i looked back, saw footprints none of them mine…
i wondered what the meaning is
even as i struggled through these troubles of mine
foothills i climbed in heat feverish
blinded, feet blistering
i would keep listening to voices i believed were mine
when
it turns out the words formed in your mouths
sweat poured out
when the sun burned on your brow
i’d feel the drip
i was named for wolf
i was named for d-ck
they used to call me baby wolf
i’m an 80’s kid
moved out the 100’s back in the 90’s
raised in atlanta but that don’t define me–
well at least not entirely
‘cuz there’s the a-side and the chi-side
got a coat of many colors- it ain’t tie-dyed
and i could change based on your perspective:
“condo or a project?”
“just call that man a high-rise!”
and i rise on the backs of my tribe
the people that bobby, wolf, marilyn, james, eon
and rere are survived by
richard part i: that legacy continues with my son when i die
i know the mission won’t be finished when i’m done
it didn’t begin in my infancy cuz i’m one of many
and what’s yet to come? plenty
talent in my circle, in my family, in my city
so if my uncle only scared of dead people
and my daddy told me:
“you should be careful of scared people”
and i serve a king that’s never shared an equal
then why should i fear evil?
squad of rare people haystack full of needles!

chorus

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