Rookie (Interlude) Lyrics

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Spittin like a vet they mistook me as a rookie

Beheading all the dawgs never push me

They all getting shook I be rapping like a Prodigy

Gotta tell the truth show my honesty

Mobbin deep

Need to feast on every beat like a calorie

Need energy charged up get a battery

Filling in bad parts stayin with a cavity

Travesty

Getting like a chief with the mentality

Battle me

I be breakin ankles like an athlete

Ballin trav, leave you bruised battered with a shattered knee

You cannot compete how the fuck you boutta tackle me

Grapple with the g, leave you laying where the chapel be

Stop please walkin round with the moccasins

Spittin swear words beware of the odd apocalypse

It's a mad world, we spitting with all derogatives

Shock a bitch, get provocative, like I'm Johnny sins

Rock shit, still fight to the top

Got the might of all gods, when I write on chops

Get the music from my grandpa

Used to hear the drums, I was sitting in the sandbox

Lucky as a shamrock

Then I hear a bunch of sirens from the damn cops

Get a rhythm going and I'm drumming with my hand a lot

Now I'm hot, and I make the honeys laugh a lot

Floating into space, see the moon I'm like a astronaut

Bag a rocks, getting smoked

Never letting go of blessings that I'm holding close

Sippin on the soco

I'm ripping all these beats apart I think I'm going loco

Cuz ever since a little kid I always had to showboat

Sayin that's a no no

And I gotta be humble

But I don't wanna do that

I'm resting with the Holy Ghost

Slow with my stroke

Got my dick down her throat

Now she miss when I boast

Used to spit as a joke

She get hit I'm a sensei

I just need a chance to be a rapper give me ten days

I'm givin you my best bae

Never workin set days

I flip her like a pancake

Got the 10K tatted up, and it's sitting on my bicep

Running through my veins, cuz the shit I write is timeless

All up in my genes think I'm wyclef

Hips don't lie with the side step

Treat her like a workout plan I'm getting high reps with a wide chest

Now her thighs, got me reaching wild guess

And my style gets

Better when you listen to my dialect

Pilot

Fearing my expression now I fly jets

First tape should've been out sooner I rely less

On these other motherfuckers cuz they don't understand

That I'm really tryna go expand

Make a band of man who hand might get the chance

To dance on any beat Michael Jackson

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