5th August 8 Lyrics

5th August 8 - Lyrical Joe

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Rappin’ in English became ugly

They left and came back as soon as we made it pretty

All of a sudden I see they tryna sound OG

Surprise nigga we are not amazed that you corny

Huh!

I’ll be goin’ ‘til I’m 80 years

I’m a rap god pay no mind to these atheists

Every one that said they gon be on same page with us

Are gettin’ all the papers ‘cause right now they are bookin’ us

If you tellin’ them my story, please add morals

Only double and triple entendres I rap in plurals

Next bar sucks but I promise you’ll love the aura

With an English lady and she givin’ me orals

As long as I’m around you players gon know who the coach is

The truth is bitter diabetes couldn’t sugarcoat it

It’s time to throw a fist and my punches can eat Ali

So I roam with the bars ‘til Vatican let me pope it

This generation will give birth to dumb students

I’m seein’ through their mothers and fathers that’s transparent

Where real fellas are still strugglin’ to be tenants

Bitch niggas havin’ the room the trans pay rent

Operation just got deep I’m surgical

My business my country all I need is a capital

I became a god and a human with just a spell

You know immortal says, ‘I’m mortal’

I’ll be swingin’ with my eyes closed give me sword

Let me kill ‘em with blindness and let them see Baba Voss

Categorically who gave these suckers awards?

I don’t address but if I do I send them to the Lord

They searchin’ for sense in the wilderness

Behavin’ like Israelites but y’all ain’t gettin’ manners

Schoolin’ these people is the goal I got scholars

Benjamin Franklin, I’m headed to the dollars

Numbers don’t make you messiah check them

Million followers, not even three wise men

Court rise they judgin’ my style and then

Guess I’m dyin’ in prison I got life in the pen

I bring the winnin’ home you housin’ losses

It gravitated towards me, I didn’t force it

So though they channel all the hatin’ forces

I’m still stable like I’m housin’ horses

Producers in my heart I never had a beat problem

Rappers wanna be Tupac but scared of big problems

Switch, niggas sing if you want the big stardom

Make it big and realize most of the big stars dumb

I see your top five, then I see cigars

And I’m a chain smoker I got Cuban links

Hallelujah on my one-two with my disciples

Turn on the lights and see we doin’ future things

So even when I’m dead I’m never goin’ anywhere

I write my name on stones you see my tomb everywhere

Understand my love for the genre is very rare

I’m still huggin’ the game I’m such a bear

What the fuck!

Scary? I stay fierce

Behind my pen’s will I am Shakespeare

Why let another man’s win bring your face tears?

Let’s have a heart to heart you know it’s transplant here

Feelin’ like I’m Harry Potter a magical reach

Time is on a broom in the night the days bewitched

How we ain’t late is still something to preach

Still in my J’s takin’ Kanye steps in this bitch

They don’t talk about me enough that’s the reality

Made this place a cult I’m the secret in this society

Year after year who’s givin’ you the consistency?

This is full body of work with no deformity

Love what I’m bakin’? Here’s a piece of the pie

However the table turns, I’m makin’ my reservation

No interaction, they pregnant with lies

Y’all got fucked at the window of misconception

I’m light years ahead of light years

With so much fire I can light years

I won’t take a no or a light yes

Question, did this music industry take me light? Yes!

But I remained at the end of the tunnel, a light? Yes!

I write fierce

On the mic I’m Tyson this will bite ears

I cure deaf and dumb for scholars this is what the bright hears

No rap peers they’re hailin’ can amount or touch my light here

Throne don’t carry weight meanin’ all the kings are light, yes

It’s death by electrocution I sit on light chairs

Then enlighten years

Up for 12 months this ma top years

Crocodiles are cryin’ but none of the tears are top tiers

I’m the future if you tryna know me then invite seers

Don’t just listen to this trinity with two ears

I throw spears and reign on the heart of industry deers

Turn butterflies back to caterpillars let my path clear

Don’t compare me in a blur competition ‘cause I’m clear

I know they be cursin’

But I sneeze on a hundred a century blessin’

They stealin’ the vibe I’m sensin’ a thief I’m a sensitive person

I plan to assassin any rapper that’s talkin’ that shit for reaction

As soon as I talk I’m the only rapper talkin’ back

And I’m lovin’ the echo I’m hearin’

Imitation takin’ over you can’t even tell the people who’s the greatest of all

Lots of times when the sheep sounds like the goats the reason I prefer to roar

The bar galore

Fuck you’re A-List I’m B-ein’ ‘em all

I’m C-eein’ it all

Low-key with the bros I’m feelin’ like Thor

In my prime when I minister these verses

Let the churches come and practise

Every Baptist flow that blesses

In my verses you see verses fightin’ verses

Ain’t no misses to the masses