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Yellow Topsheet, Pt. 2
Hoodoo Mafia
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Kick you in your nuts so you can't fuck for 40 months
That's what I be saying if you roll up acting sus
This right here the remix
So if you're fiendin' we got the treatment
You best believe it
It's like releasing 4000 killer bees into petite flea nets
No wonder they could not contain our buzz
Started with nothing and traded up
Came from the dirt was made of mud
Second hand jeans but got tailored up
So fresh and so clean, I'm an outcast
When I step on the scene I'm about grass
Without my team I'd be stuck in the past
Check our degree we heating up fast
No stock pots
Got gold in the files in my Dropbox
Got holes in my shoes cuz I walk lots
Spend all my money on Juul pods and Pop Tarts
Going broke by the end of the month
Just smoked and I'm finna re-up
Up In the front you can eat my dust
Fly as an eagle you're fly as a bug
Sippin the cinnamon up
Burning the skin in my gut
Feel like a million bucks
Mixed with a bit of Attila the hun
This is a war zone if you can't tango better get up and run
I might just amputate you with the radiation of my microphone gun
Fill it up top to bottom
I miss the Artful Dodger
Filling the place to capacity every time we play a very small concert
No waiting, I got no patients like bad doctors
No time for imposters
Fly to Paris in a flying saucer, God damn
Tommy on the back, no mobster
Rockets stocked for the launcher
You wanna see hometown pride
Go and watch the Riders play the Bombers
Ruff riding in the home land
Hold my ground like a stone man
Building up no floor plan
Im on the edge of the world
Shit, I feel cold blooded
This is for my old cousins
If you want to know something
I been on some soul hunting
Couldn't even get the ol' Volvo runnin'
Bags under my eyes say I'm so done in
Tags up on my threads say I stole somethin'
Got my hands full so I can't hold nothing
Nothing, nothing at all
Ganna be ready whenever they call
Putting in steady go set the alarm
Rather be swishing when shooting the ball than missin' mine
Doing alright Still getting by
Baked potato with butter chives and chicken thighs
No hooks on the end of this fishing line
God damn
Fucked in the head, yo I'll say it again
Fucked in the head thankful for my friends
Ride in a Cadillac over a Benz
Ima do me never sticking with trends
Foggy vision, I need a clear lens
Intuition, I'm going all in
All in, yup, I'm betting all chips
Too sweet, what, this beat is Nesquik
Took us 3 years to make a record
Chasing it since an adolescent
Live show for the whole perspective
Sing along if you know the message
Texas talking bigger than average
I'm the captain taking all your rations
Quick to backflip over all you has beens
Go go gadget all across the masses
Fascists get deflated
10 skateboards on the wall, all painted
Late to the train but I'm leaving the station
Tryna catch up to the dreams I been chasing
Face it
Birthstone amethyst, cannabis catalyst
Got no time for counterfeit mannequins
Pack it up, back it up, make way
Smoke a jay then I say I'm ganna make change
Then I loose track of time and the next day arrives
And the only thing on my mind is grape haze
Take aim
In the yard chained tryna make gains
Young Bulldog coulda been a Great Dane
Turned a spark into a great flame
Without a match or a batch of butane
Blue shoe strings in my green Adidas
Velcro on my Asics
It was on sale, bought a time share on Venus
Still working out the transportation
Smooth as a pedal bike Still tryna get it right
Game recognize game
Soul turned could as a metal mic
They say to me 'eh yo Dan man you changed'
But I say fuck that
All I do is overthink things and bust raps and not socialize
Keep a close circle
If you're not in it get ghost you flies
Goodbye
6'1" when I rock bare feet
Sick stuff when I rock this beat
Took a stand and I manned the machine
Drafted myself to the league
Peace
Nothing you do could amuse or amaze me
Do what we do 'cuz our team is amazing
Holding it down for my town and my rating
Making our rounds and the crowns for the taking
No longer paying my bank fees
7 years still on the same street
You want me to quit? You'll have to make me
I wish you luck if you try to replace me
I doubled up and I slaughtered the same beat
Never been one for the mainstream
Lost in my thought like a day dream
So many bars, they start to encage me
Sit down and listen I won't say this twice
I got the vision my eyes in the sight
I got the wisdom the wizard is present
I still can't believe that we filling up sections
My anti depressant is you
Family and fans and the crew
Without you I would probably go and loop
Myself on a beat and repeat till I droop
So I'm thanking those who ever showed me some love
Showed me the way when my motion was stuck
Lent me a tool, my motor was rust
I been a fool but I know I can trust in, know I can trust
Knowledge of self, let's get moving
Outta the way make waves like cruise ship
Crashing party, fuck up the function
Known to get hyphy the people are jumping
Hoodoo Mob getting buck every show so
We gatta come with the heat and the dope flow
Got a bag packed, we about to go coastal
Spray slain vocals, rolling up an ocho
No I won't repeat it
On the frontline never retreated
Leave all our enemy's defeated
Put em in the ground like farming season
They get seeded, no longer needed
Real what we did, never cheated
Humble as a mumble, no beef like vegans
Yellow Topsheet, Pt. 2 completed
Peace
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