Drama (feat. MF Rapha & LINDÀ) - Stedy

Live! In stereo Yessir! This what I wanna hear my nigga, yeah Yeah yeah You don't even know that's the official word up in the town You heard? Ha ha ha Get that swing, yessir! Get it in man That's the official shit kid, mmhmm Word up, we gon' take it back to the big park 'n shit Yeah, when niggas was rhymin hard and comin crazy Electrifying and vivid, yo I'm like a rabbi, fresh new mag and I'm mad high Stolen black Jag I brag fly, yeah Yo a project thug, political gangster, starving Langston Hughes The Jews want the crib when the God dies I'm deadly, metaphors'll dog you while I'm in the Forbes First 500 niggas who raw live Yo B, the nigga Shallah, he low-key But he O.G., half of his niggas gone or in hidin Federallis'll sneak, police, holdin my old piece Heard the young policeman died 58 carats of glass, the Aston Blueberry black where I keep my ices and knives at One of the force rawest, yo we're British aware Who get money shoot dice in his fortress Mocknecks and stragglers, eightball jackets the hagglers Of the rap game, post up surprise I want that spot, coolin with the Supervillain team All you other playboys is twats Niggas be down for the murder game Run in the church, grab the rifle, put one in a nigga frame I'm thirsty, hungry like a Somalian Polly with them niggas with the waves in they dome like tsunami All we do is get fresh and fuck ma Probably yo' baby ma gave me head in Barney's while I calmly And I got giants in armies While we rock mean colored clothes and don divas Yeah Chef back, some call him Louis Smith Slash Lex Diamond and his chick sell crack We rep bananas, beat this, legend of Stan Smith 700 dollar jeans, keepin your man distance Yeah son, gimme your ear son Yo yo yo, yo yo get the fuck away from the ropes man Doom, the warning signal again Somebody approaches! What matter of creatures are these? There they are again, FIRE! "A gunshot from inside the house, forces a change of plans" "A straightforward entry, has turned into what appears to be" "A barricaded standoff" "POLICE DEPARTMENT! COME TO THE FRONT DOOR!" "Anything you say, cracker" As the funky beat continues.

Going to the top from the bottom like a crescendo Know my sales good my money right like Nintendo My songs not for children not sorry fuck all yo kiddos Not apologizing ima mutha fuckin sicko Going to the top from the bottom like a crescendo Know my sales good my money right like Nintendo My songs not for children not sorry fuck all yo kiddos Not apologizing ima mutha fuckin sicko Feel a little mental when I hear the instrumental Heard that you was poppin I see ya coke il add mentos How the fuck you balling if you Up but yo bitch still broke And how is she yo bitch when her face always where my dick go Know my soul silver a 90s baby my hearts gold Bones made of steel it's impossible I cannot fold Put my trust in fake pussy niggas what I got shot foe And when it's time for action I never drive but I ride tho I don't slip I slide like I got wet feet and dry toes Every bitch my bitch my wife kool so I try hoes I can't give a hoe nothing but nut and just a small load Free my nigga Ezzy and Savage they got they walls closed I ain't got yo back my G, I'm on yo side tho Got me feeling like im a school no one left behind bro Got it out the mud together plus I got my doe I ain't with that Nick shit, what I gotta slime foe Going to the top from the bottom like a crescendo Know my sales good my money right like Nintendo My songs not for children not sorry fuck all yo kiddos Not apologizing ima mutha fuckin sicko Going to the top from the bottom like a crescendo Know my sales good my money right like Nintendo My songs not for children not sorry fuck all yo kiddos Not apologizing ima mutha fuckin sicko Cant forget my dawgs At the bottom We just like kin folk Used to go to sleep with out Eating Hungry like hippos! Told that woman stop Playing games Took her Nintendo If you my blood I call you demayo Im with my cinco Times Ga Power was tripping Needed a mink coat Cold in the summer Sound crazy I keep my heat doe Not talking bout a knock At the door But this for my people Scammers with no manners They greet you Like what yo info Yeah I'm with Uno Count me in That make 2 of us Old hunnids aint new enough I'm blood but them ain't blue Enuff Question mark Like who is us We came from Zero But like a junkie who relapsed We ain't going back no more Question mark Like who is us We came from Zero But like a junkie who relapsed We ain't going back no more Swea I started at the floor Thats the bottom Took off like a rocket Full throttle Going to the top from the bottom like a crescendo Know my sales good my money right like Nintendo My songs not for children not sorry fuck all yo kiddos Not apologizing ima mutha fuckin sicko Going to the top from the bottom like a crescendo Know my sales good my money right like Nintendo My songs not for children not sorry fuck all yo kiddos Not apologizing ima mutha fuckin sicko

Because now they know themselves Because they know from Wednesday care When we meditate, what is the word we use? om I want you to try this, let's all try together And when you do this I want you to try to find the area That is giving you the sensation Om Inside your head Point blank, right between the eyes Any fool could get it so don't be too surprised guys More funner than a clown with a gun Run for the crumbs, it's the sound of the sun om To the brain right between the eyeballs Anybody could get it, so don't be too surprised y'all More dumber than a clown with a gun Pound your drum to the sound of the sun If you saying that I ain't nice you better think twice I've been in my room psyched, with the mic giving advice Plans of giving my life to the game They saying that I'm insane, attention I'm not paying My vision and my brain are coming soon enough I'm pursuing moving musical drugs The rap game newest plug I got the fire, you'll be higher off of one hit Others getting smothered, I came to cover 'em up quick I told them that son sick, they ain't believe Went in with the bob and weave and got the profit in the sleeve They pocketing off of me? alright I'll let it be They'll see in the soliloquies, they ain't with me mentally Born in a different league so they see me differently Who would've seen this simple teen featuring in magazines Me, all I really need in the end Me and intuition rolling through thick and thin To the dome right between the eyes Anybody could get it so don't be too surprised guys More funner than a clown with a gun Running for the crumbs, it's the sound of the sun om In the head right between the eyeballs Anyone could get it, so don't be too surprised y'all More simple than a clown with a gun Pound your drum to the sound of the sun Am I being idolized? or am I a pair of idle eyes? I look into the sky, a wise beam of light replies Telling me the rain's coming in a sec I still question it, I'm storming passed the rest, then My mind gets to restin', gotta stay deprived of the stressin' Thought it's hard and I'm relying on blessings I keep my mind set in a setting that I can dream So all the positive things attract more than queens and dreams Gotta balance out the give and take, cause I made a couple of mistakes I know you can relate, but now I'm tryna live great So I guess I gotta give what it takes and I'll live with the greats Passed the oppression, I fell back now I'm not stressin' Materials reign imperial, this lifetime's lesson And it's quite interesting 'cause everybody's spines getting lessened With they mind and they relying on weapons So now we seeing death in a frequent rate But if I keep light working I could change the pace My ascension's got my visions in a different space Divine grace, wise in a high state Straight to the dome right between the eyes All of y'all could get it so don't get too surprised guys More funner than a clown with a gun Running from the crumbs, it's the sound of the sun om In the head right between the eyeballs Anyone could get it, so don't be too surprised y'all More simple than a clown with a gun Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace (Sir Octagon) It's an area that vibrates when you do, om It vibrates, and it vibrates the melanin In your third ventricle (hold on, hold on) That vibrates (what a queen is that) your pineal gland (okay, okay) I see your Maxi dress girl you looking good Your pineal gland is a gland (aye) responsible (For real though, you looking fine in that dress, nahm sayin'? laughs) For your spiritual (hol' up, hol' up, hol'up, hol' up, hol' up)