shysta – dope rhymes lyrics
[intro: joe]
ladies and gentleman
are you ready
for the wise words of shysta?
[chorus]
my momma’d rather that i spit dope rhymes
than snort c-ke lines
but sometimes it hard not to roll with both sides
you gotta keep it low, can’t be out here living four lives
cause’ one bad lick and you’ll be f-cking up ya’ whole life
you gotta keep it low, can’t be out here living four lives
cause’ one bad lick and you’ll be f-cking up ya’ whole life
[verse 1]
they thought that i’d get to going, when the going got tough
actually i’m activated, i been thriving in the rough
scuba diving in the m-ff
making slices in the cut
yeah i’m braiding bread
cash by the box like they some raisinets
they should call me future cause’ i live a life of visions
make predictions like its pictionary
just cause’ i’m a visionary
get my system blaring, then i meditate my windows down
i don’t think i’m new age cause i know i really been that sound
call me mc aang, freshest bender to the game
spitting flame and blowing air
to anybody that can hear me
take an appa to ya operation
just to excommunicate
when we here the mute(we what, what?)
we mutilate
you bang off, you aimless
you way off, like eight clicks
play with my patience
and end with some patients
i can feel it in my veins
yeah i’m pulsing with the game hoe
bang it till i came
till’ i’m posted with the rang hoe
[chorus]
my momma’d rather that i spit dope rhymes
than snort c-ke lines
but sometimes it hard not to roll with both sides
you gotta keep it low, can’t be out here living four lives
cause’ one bad lick and you’ll be f-cking up ya’ whole life
you gotta keep it low, can’t be out here living four lives
cause’ one bad lick and you’ll be f-cking up ya’ whole life
[verse 2]
dropped some heat a couple weeks ago
just to let my people know
i’m the only rapper that you need to make your speakers blow
flow so sick they evacuate the acura
back seat freestyle turned into a m-ssacre
f-ck the actavis, and all the actors that be asking sh-t
i be out here practicing, tryna’ fill some mattresses
you upon my axis if you really know what madness is
you could not imagine this, without the proper battles b-tch
i’m in my battle ship
plotting in the rafters
nuclear reactor if she got that bomb p-ssy
f-cking with the wrong rookie
if ya’ coming fo’ me, not ya’ homie no mo
i’m virtually a virtuoso, (so) i’m trained to go
i got my mind on my money
and my money in a prism
see the angles like division
like a psychic with a vision
you a right lane p-ssy, i’m a left lane leader
just a dirty bottom feeder
you a mutt and i’m a breeder
man i’m doing
live shows for five hoes cause they can’t believe it’s my flows
models get popped like a six pack full of bottles
got that elevator weed, that can take you, to the top flo’
of my brand new remodel
its a condo out in cabo
that can keep some captives comfy
if they looking for a munchie
getting shipments out the country
cause i’m doing business bluntly
my oculars binoculars as far as you’re concerned
got that long distance tunnel vision, like the blunts i burn
in return for the sh-t i earned, i could churn you like the b-tter
introduce me to a new craft, and do that like no other
this is shysta university
cause none could spit a verse to me
rap game vader do this universally
y’all ain’t seen the worst of me yet
cause i still hurt for a check
and yeah i came from the flame
and yeah i pain for that ring
so i do anything that it takes
till’ they come for the cash with the rakes
i’m ttg right for the broccoli
so ain’t n-body stopping me
until i’m popping off
and all my sh-t is getting auctioned off
i could be the cracker taking rips and spitting faster
till’ i’m popping off
but i guess for now i’ll just be walking off
i got my mind on my money
and my money in a prism
see the angles like division
like a psychic with a vision
you a right lane p-ssy, i’m a left lane leader
just a dirty bottom feeder
you a mutt and i’m a breeder
[chorus]
my momma’d rather that i spit dope rhymes
than snort c-ke lines
but sometimes it hard not to roll with both sides
you gotta keep it low, can’t be out here living four lives
cause’ one bad lick and you’ll be f-cking up ya’ whole life
you gotta keep it low, can’t be out here living four lives
cause’ one bad lick and you’ll be f-cking up ya’ whole life
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