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SCAR TISSUE
Ras Kass
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One, two, you know what? Get down, what, what
New rave, instant classic (what?)
(Time to get started) (get down)
This feel like Biggie and 2Pac freestyling live at The Tunnel
(Time to get scarred) (get down)
Write a dope bar, then write another bar
Make sure it go hard, then write 14 more
To the hook, you make it seem easier than it look
Blood, sweat and tears, an icon 20 years
They tell me I don't age, I told 'em it's the hunger pains
And hip hop is The Hunger Games, but this ain't struggle rap
This my love of that boom bap that let me travel the world and double back
You whack and only rap about the fuckin' trap
Went from overnight star to makin' snow angels on your fuckin' back
Doin' horizontal jumping jacks, flashin' teeth and trucker hats
Used to be cool, humble, slightly, nigga intimidated and now you don't like me
I can't bear me selling my soul, 90
All my publishing, I do the right thing, Spike Lee
Yo, body spray, how I tuck an axe
Gemstar, front to back, lookin' like fuckin' tracks
Death by a thousand cuts, you under attack
I get up in the track, come back with nothin' but crack
Life gon' get you, war stories and scar tissue (you know me)
Yeah, hit back if they hit you
All wounds heal but pain leaves scar tissue (all tissue, I'm not gonna miss you)
A critic cruncher, a six-figure nigga hunter
The one you call when you boss say, nigga, get a gunner
Colossal apostle, keep a fully loaded Roscoe
First you hostile, now fossils in the back of Costco
Cookin' crisco, floatin' in the bay, Frisco
Done by the psycho sicko, let the rifle wiggle
Dress dapper, best rapper, let's rassle
Known by Nasa, slap asteroids out of assholes
Here's some fearsome, hundred round drum near your eardrum
Ears pierced, bullet armor piercin'
That's just karma, listen, while these carats glisten
No witnesses, your honor, all the cameras missin'
Ain't carin' either, I'm just sharin' reefer
Darin' people while starin' with a pair of heaters
Bar issue, let the solar car hit you
This dog who bit you against the scar tissue
Life gon' get you, war stories and scar tissue
Yeah, hit back if they hit you
All wounds heal but pain leaves scar tissue
Sometimes I feel the game stole my view
So I get back by throwin' grenades straight from the booth
It's okay, I've been platinum and I ain't talkin' 'bout rappin'
I'm talkin' 'bout pimpin' and gun action
I'm so gifted, I predicted, I will dump on you 'til your soul separates and it's lifted
I'm scarred, I left my heart in the yard
When I was stuck behind bars, now I want smoke with all of y'all (all of y'all)
I'm used to Balencis and Fendis but I'ma rock an army fatigue suit burnin' a Benzie
And God sent me to release the plague
And get rid of you lames, so let it fly, nigga, get the fade
Wais P, body 'em hoes in my audience
Plus players and killer scam artists with the Cartiers
I pop food, you drink it, Bacardi air
I'm in every hood and I'm good, nigga, you hardly there
Goofy wanna play, turn Jussie Smollett!
Yeah, all you Jussie Smollett-ass niggas, lying-ass niggas! (Time to get smart)
This shit harder than it looks, man!
Gives a fuck if you a D-Boy or a B-Boy! (Time to get smart)
You'll get destroyed or you'll catch some keloids!
Shut your ass up, man
My car ain't got no transmission, nigga
Shit nigga you the tranny
Up now
Hey, that's that nigga right there homey? (Oh, shit)
Hey, hey what up nigga
Hey nigga you thought I wasn't gonna catch up with your punk ass, nigga
What up blood, check this out