Текст песни Prhyme - Courtesy, слова песни Prhyme

Текст песни Prhyme - Courtesy

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Yo, where the other one at?
I like this one
Just let it go, Preem

Z06 'vette, gripping feeling almost there
Listening to Bon Jovi, rolling 'Living on a Prayer'
Privy to the gossip, that's what's said about me constant
It's the life and times of Bumpy Johnson meets Nucky Thompson
I used to rap about death, now I'm only concerned to live
I value relationships, still I keep it competitive
Nowadays chances are that if you see me throw the match
It ain't to lose the fight, it's to walk away from a burning bridge
I'm from a family of alcoholics and coke addicts
Daddy taught me if the ass is so fat it's a fact
That if you with your ho, don't matter it's still appropriate to scope at it
Living life with no balance
Driving drunk on co-pilot driving 'till I total it
I'm trying to stay afloat, but I got nobody to throw a rope at it
The game is just a game of splits and politics with no ballot
All kind of clips with mo' malice than Pusha
If you profiling, it'll probably be more violence than looking
I'm so stylish, but I ain't talking eBay, no high end fashion either
If you catch me by the runway it's the one that's for the PJ
This one is for my lyricists - courtesy of my DJ

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(I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts)
(Hustle hard in any hustle that you pick)
(I respect that)
I done had a lot of niggas say they wanna hurt me
Somehow, some way they just end up at my mercy
Just show some courtesy
(Hell yeah, nigga you know, niggas still got it)
(Believe that shit)

I got killers 'round the way ready to move that work for me
Niggas wanna ride my wave, bitches wanna surfboard me
All I want is courtesy, who cares about the radio?
And you can take the cassette deck from off of your old boombox
And it wouldn't matter, there's still squares on your radio
To keep your wealth I learned to stay to yo - self
I call for [?], tell 'em spray paint a mural in Watts
Of me spray painting a mural of Miracle Watts
Shoutout to Michael 5000 Watts
I'm on that lean movement like I'm out here tryna box
Look, nigga, this is a boss thing, uh
Meaning you getting the laze dot to your offspring
I'm a lost being, uh
Try to cross me without falling off, I'm afraid not
I'm afraid not like a draw string
I'm preaching to the congregation like I'm Peter Popoff
If you can imagine
Me hopping up out of the cabin like I'm one of the dukes of hazzard
Like fuck it, leave the top off like time for foreplay
That last line that was be-foyer ya time
Like Big Ben sitting in Beyoncé doorway
While I'm receiving Four Seasons, Norwegian top in Norway
Listening to rappers kick knowledge
That they probably got from Torae
These Michael Eric Dyson niggas claiming they king
Not knowing the kind of drama that that bring
I'mma be the first established rapper to hop in that battle rap ring Turn that to gatling
My next album gon' be so dark and so fly
I should CD package it wrapped in batwings
These Soultrain music awards actors rock fake as wrestling
Dressed bottom to top in leather looking like bacon in Vaseline
How you looking like beef jerky, beefing in every verse
But never beefing in person? Randy Savage
You wouldn't snap a slim Jim
You wouldn't rip a wrapping on Christmas in Santa's attic
With the hands of Eddie Scissors, ain't you average?
Put your motherfucking hands up
My job is to move the crowd, move the motherfucking crowd
Put your motherfucking hands up

(DJ Wonder, ya heard?
DJ Wonder, ya heard?)
(I respect that)

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