sabali - art of rap ft. de boa, ed-erb$, andy scopez & astro the prophet lyrics
verse 1 {de boa}
what’s rap? rap is just a little game /
a game i played since a nigga wasn’t entertained /
i used to talk up on the internet to entertain /
now i just entertain these blunts up on a day to day /
so if you talking to me speak up, nigga we ain’t no b cups, man /
we runnin’ laps around these niggas for that re-up /
you really want it only way is if you see us /
screaming free the guys until my niggas get they plea up /
i couldn’t tell you how to crawl /
let alone ball, cause i ball when intend to be a ball hog /
a bully nigga need my points and -ssist or a tripple double daily just to ice out my b-tch /
when i break her wide open /
two lick motion /
eight minutes later got me drowning in that ocean, got this big man flowing /
big man going /
29 bars straight floating
verse 2 {ed-erb$}
watchin candles burn expect the same fire in me /
the fighter in me /
what you find is /
a flame thrower /
a word shower /
the same power as the holy bible /
lines leave you with the knowledge that i know /
and after you’re blindfold /
full of know you don’t even need to sow it again /
pslam from my soul /
imprinted on your skin like tattoos /
lines drip wax like sauce hot /
even if you tried to rub it off, a stain caught /
like a towel, i used to write for hours /
now i battle with my powers /
the wrong thoughts come to my head /
i wear my dreads like a helmet /
my antenna can’t feel it /
they fail it
repellent /
turn pailly /
inspiration comes when i get mixed up really /
events and emotions /
potent and potions /
spew an erosion /
liquid gold /
sprees that i go on /
charged up like gohan
degrees that i turn on /
energies that prolong /
verse 3 (sabali)
they know i’m mad cold flow gold have em running for chucks /
bones thick off of shit that ain’t filled with the puss /
like russ with the thunder okc me i flush /
that whack shit you just discovered is getting traded to bucks /
so call me mario if what i need is green for the ups /
and rap tunes you consume is giving reason to bluff /
see i fuck with scarborough but niggas need to whats up that finch ave don mills if north york’s in the cut /
bars are general but never go to war with a gun, and leave behind a better thinking with a hold on your tongue /
that’s like saying you’re a judah but ain’t noah your son /
i got inner gold ambitions homie rap is just one /
test drive in the benz and rent it out for the day /
i did deliveries so tax is really all they could take /
if we’re talking bout the paper then theirs money to make, but cut the cheque for my respect cause that’s what they never pay /
i’m from the bottom so the top is really all i could stay and king kunta is wakanda that’s a reference they made /
just to give our people hope, to what’s on the front page /
you get take out for the vision but my grind is homemade /
tell em wait /
this ain’t minute made when business is business /
i’m in it to win it /
the critics gather round like a senate /
the feelings diminished /
the principles to make you suspended /
sabalis a menace /
pretentious get your feelings replenished and fuck that/
the humble pride in me that wants you to better /
bars be speaking for itself like if this mic was a tesla /
said we’re free we willingly run to the heat for the pleasure /
enemies won’t let you sleep you caught a (d’g) from the pressure, huh /
so when they asking bout the name of the plays /
return when you ain’t sayin’ my beard has been shaved /
in other words oh you ain’t know he rose from the grave /
look at my life in this conation all it took was 3 days
bridge
hook {sabali}
thank god for all my homies (lord) x8
(i’ll never let you down) x4
verse 1 {sabali}
thank yahawah for my blessings /
angles guide me demons testin /
and everyday is just a lesson /
that’s why i’m never really stressing no /
you need a team /
if you got a dream yea /
life it ain’t eaz /
better believe, it /
find you a queen, yea /
family league /
brodies with me /
and the vibe is elite you cannot mess with the chi, huh /
love my homies nah mean /
but yah’s the reason we breathe
verse 2 {andy scopez}
thank god for all my homies /
thank god for all my homies /
ain’t talking yes when they know me /
got dreams of bentleys is like stoney (yea) / x2
when i pull up with my homies you dunnoe we be turning up never low-key /
you cannot say it just show me /
we working together collect macaroni /
she wanna get naughty /
linked me for the addy straight to the party /
she called me she want me, i don’t want her showed her straight to the posse, d-mn
(hol’ up)
i could never turn never be a hater /
i let the fire burn only made me greater /
you know we on the grind like a pack of skaters /
you all up on my mind while i’m getting paper /
if there’s anybody i can count on /
i got my niggas i never doubt on
verse 3 {astro the prophet}
got homies that will ride /
palm trees and touch the sky /
sip juice to catch the vibe /
and we do this all the time /
i got girls who wanna holla man /
double tap on their device /
man this shit ain’t no surprise /
cuz i drop too hard you’ll catch the tide /
notice her friend and she’s into me now /
mixing a cup of my henny and crown /
the friends that she lost will never be found /
thank god for my homies cuz they hold it down /
thank god for the day ones /
thank god that my dogs don’t change up /
thank god for my day ones /
thank god that my dogs don’t change up /
hook {sabali}
thank god for all my homies (yea x3) x7
i’ll never let you down /
i said i’ll never let you down /
thank god for all my homies lord, ah yea
outro {astro the prophet}
real friends / how many real friends x2
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