96 Bulls (Grim Freestyle #4) Lyrics

I've been in this game for quite some time

Just enough to see the lame when it's time

I'm not here to diss, what I know patience is bliss

I just have a heavy fist, ready to punch every cyst

Hold up! Lemme just be straight, huh

How you gonna act up all great, huh

How you act you relate

How you talk like you think you pushed weight

Gangsta in which state

Or just tell me in what state

You just playin' ball with fate

Plate is full, oh just wait

Tell me 'bout your struggle or

Tell me how you do your hustle boy

How you juggle, boy, when you crumble

Tell me how you push yo muscle, boy

It's okay you don't have to be coy

No, there's no place for decoy, you can

Call me Hugh the Playboy

I'm here to school any schoolboy

One line! That's all you need to cross, mind

Your words don't be blind or you'll find getting Piped! Using 'N' word might get sniped

Sliced in pieces, aight! Rap what u feel right

Own your words in sight fight or slide

Or just pack on next flight

This ain't a debate, let me just translate

Let me get it straight we ain't no classmates

You can have a taste of success at the gate

I'm reaper from Dubai, Bucharest to the Cape

You can bake my cake if you want give me grape Give me steak! Nah... give me a break

I don't dream, I'm awake and I know what's at stake And you know you a fake I don't fuck with a snake

I stand up for what I represent so don't expect

For me to bend the knee or

Blend in for the trend I have in check

I break a leg, I break a sweat

I am well fed, I'm making spread

Out of MC's I'm from the east

With best flava' for the west

Now rest! Sit down take note and fetch

A paper get ready to pledge

Allegiance to culture don't stretch

Learn about skills on the edge

Kicks on your feet and mix, Oh

Pay all your beats and fix yo

Flow on the go for the dough

Not the snow, first thing cash on show

You wanna be an artist, no

Such thing as half way crooks

No place for noobs looks are as much

As choruses and hooks

Minor league like bad covers

Will wash you up for good

I'm pulling nukes the Reapers high

96 Chicago Bulls