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souljadatap - kinda like life lyrics

[part i: kinda like life]

[verse]
at least dogs know that anybody launch pr+nto
drive a bronco, beat yo’ dollar like jon jones
simon got moves, we fly from the five+o
congo dude with green dues and rhyme pros
new don magic juan suit
pimps up, hoes down
blasphemy spoken sound
had to get jehovah in a world thats profound
second time, f+cked up badly
you think you cracked me
skin perfume all over my shirt, might k!ll this rap beat
one tantrum, black god ransom
hold my picture, everybody think you handsome
lonely as eardrums that can’t even see sun
see, son, load your mind, trust yourself behind
don’t be like eminem, don’t start your song with “f+ck”
hope you have a gold ring, reign is doing lip+sync
can’t sing? well, i taught you how to get cream
v still smoking like johnson, ooh, that’s a loophole
those crab+ass f+ckers dodging potholes
you got signed by interscope, good, f+cking sue ’em
p+ss out this mothaf+cka, beat him brutal
yeah, next cypher coming next week
used to sell cam’ron cds on 6th street
all my fans would sneak the album, had to creep it
double lp, 99 cheddar
home setter, amphetamine in architect’s bladder
coke era, listening to gil+heron
swallow it whole, chocolate sneaking in dope
my recipe easy: baking soda, two cups of kush
mayonnaise, paper, weed from dutch
promise i’m not gonna cuss
was a pilot in maryland, leaved before boss was rude
godfather 2, i mean, i watched it
another dealer getting money and watches
tell my baby mama i’m sorry for seeing my role model turning into a ‘rari
forbidden marijuana look like wild iguana
mary jane, write an apology letter for me
you caused me heart attacks, how big that can happen?
endo, counterfeit goodies with a rhinestone
your brother’s a b+tch, his warranty ugly and critical
he drive to pops house, he got a tattoo from his sister
godly godd+mn spitter
and a crime k!ller
he was born sinner, he used to listen to “thriller”
and jamie foxx, you a forest caterpillar
he used to drive to church’s, i’m talking chicken
it’s finger+l!cking, these emcees is tired of spitting
tired of beefing, quoting stephen hawking
in any song, sickening
shoutout jme, grimy as h+ll
move and sell, not hard to tell
leave a body in a jail cell
who that? gunshot three times
moment of essence, we all mesmerize
looking at spirit of makaveli, ambition as a rider
ignorance is bliss ’til you the hottest
caramel hoodie on met gala
rottweiler interstellar
she got that mama cry, she got that ak, it’s a homicide
united eyes staring at me like a honest guy
beyond the style, and you know that we don’t f+ck with swine
connected dots between what man shot you in the spine
and don’t get in vicinity on my front or backyard
summertime about to be over, still might wreck ya
you should sleep in sp+ce, transition into running
hope y’all not no stalker like cate wright’s cousin
what’s your age? what’s your name?
who knew that is a shame?
rage like true raw
foes hit sylvan park
and foes hit oak hill
but that place is too dark
had a dollar and a dream, now filling up arenas
you dissing animation, your angry style didn’t need you
special bulletin and that other thing might trick you
almighty oxymoron pouring endorphins into potion
lighting roaches in loose ends when two percent feel like slow motion, soulja
[part ii: scenario freestyle]

[chorus: a tribe called quest & leaders of the new school]
here we go, yo, here we go, yo
so what, so what, so what’s the scenario?
here we go, yo, here we go, yo
so what, so what, so what’s the scenario?

[verse: souljadatap]
bare orange foot will prolly kick out your boo
two things that we hate: circus clowns and coleslaw soup
buried alive while we take your mind
i strive on jive with graves that don’t vibe with dime
and deebo, man, i never been a hero
that’s a message for commanders on friday that act like we know
cee+lo air out smino, coincidence deflated ego
kid, my chick on the runway, she got that pinky ring nose
talking mass appeal like i’m seein’ gang stars
nowadays dreaming ’bout when we buy the cheapest car
cheddar flow pinnacle, my image is hard
cinnamon sprinkle, vinegar press my bar
if you a dope rapper, then go fix your scar+
+face, one say that another should pray
this a young guru partnership, my contract denim hit
you will, my song so good, it need a k!ll
at times i’ve been so dismissive, but now singing princess
stop chewing your nose at 44, yeah

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