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street light - beef lyrics

[intro]
i go by the name of street light
shout-out to dj hoppa, funk volume
yeah!

[hook]
it’s been about a year
and we still ain’t find out
who you dissing in your rhymes
and what all of yo lines ’bout
but i can keep a secret
promising not to leak it
tell me you who you got beef
who you got beef with

[verse]
since i got everybody watching me, i’ll let em know what time it is
wait. those are last year’s rhymes again
cats hear that i would make a rap peer ottoman out of em at this pacing
so they racing to the chopping trend…
but we gon’ speed it up later for haters not convinced that i could get as prominent with my copying n9ne and swizzz
when i was young, i stuck my tongue into a socket
while bumping some pac and everything i’m dropping has been shocking since
yeah it seems like you’ve lost your drive
dropping beef, are you out of your mind, you’ve improved a bit
yeah, that’s what you’ve told us in your rhymes
there’s never a better time than now so start proving it
this is trill dominant sk!ll
feel the power that builds cowardice at will, for real, which style will he wield? still got lil tolerance. how does it feel (phil), doctoring wills?
is it ironic how it isn’t shocking i’m ill/eel?
ew…what a sick flow, bill
it k!lls like a shotty ‘cuz it kicks back like it chills
told you that i’ve been/bin cold, b-ttah!
but compet-tion shutters/shudders ‘cuz i windows
and you can tell i’m real when the clip rolls. thunder
they wanna block my rain/reign
but an umbrella can’t change weather or stop the king
y’all skate on thin ice
i serve, chop and dice like wolfgang puck
my flow colder than a hockey rink
i quit playing
put my stick up like robbing banks
a ballhoggin’ alcoholic with the shots i take
all these rappers out lying/outline, but without my trace
y’all don’t have a [s]cent and you trail(in) the first place
that’s that wordplay dog
get ’em in the worst way
y’all split em on their birthday
hit ’em on a thursday aw, when a k!ller thirsty
i can feel it when a spitter isn’t worthy of a little mercy caught in the middle of a merce-des benz. ends… shook em with a earthquake
then… i get adrenaline and murk a first date. pause
that means i’m taking them out but i’m making it count
anybody want to take me away to the house where the jacket is straight
with a zipper in the back
not making a sound
and i’m racing in place to the bank but i ain’t finna take what i made in my lane cuz when i get a little bit of change in the game, i’m changing my name ain’t nothing they can do about…it
the ground shifts when they pound 6 ten round clips through your foul stenched mouth without a miss
hold up
that would mean that the casualties have to fold up as shots begin to fall out the magazines like a poster
actually, all my battling scenes over. quit asking me if i’m still having beef with the jokerr
my pride was the battery, fueling the bad in me, but for closure, i’ll have p-ssionate mc force choke ya! woah
they can’t believe what they hear in their speakers
but tearing the peace is apparently what they’re preparing to keep us from setting hit records like derek jeter
you’re just a paraplegic staring from the highest pair of seats in the bleachers
show me my rival. i have none
and beating me’s a long shot, especially when you fail to own any rifles
that handgun could blast
i’m so fast, i’m liable to suppress the cartridge and make the barrel charges ignite you
goodnight, fools

[hook] x2

- street light lyrics

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