lirik lagu jmtheprodigy – can’t fuck wit me (freestyle)
it’s jm the prodigy you know what it is
yo, lee don’t even…don’t even expect a hook on this bro
i got a lot that i got to say right now, too much sh-t on my mind
matter of fact, let’s call this sh-t can’t f-ck with me freestyle, cus…cus they can’t f-ck with me ya’ know what i mean?
let’s do this sh-t
it’s to the point that any beat that lee give me
he’s expecting me bless
i learned life was meant to be a test
as simple as checkers
i look around it seems we’re definitely in check
and what was checkers turned eventually to chess
this system isn’t meant for me this mess
got me mentally distressed
let’s start freeing our minds
eventually the rests
what the f-cks a blue life
you expect me to respect?
when cops k!ll us?
and laugh at who they successfully arrest
i’m tired of it
i’m fired up boy they’ll retire from it
you strip my brothers of freedom
to live on a higher budget?
i hope maggots eat you alive from inside your stomach
i hope you f-ggots meet your demise
wait i’m high i’m bugging
i’m your average environmental product
went to rapping from relying on the product
to put food on my plate
i’m tryna make it out the projects by
working on my projects
with your girl here
cleaning off the glue on her face
she wanna stick to me
like glue to the mic dude
i’m so nice i’m feeling a raise to the price soon
so if you want a feature better holla quite soon
before i’m out your price range and sights too
understand me
i done been on the street
done been on the block
done hustled the weed
but never f-cked with the rock
always ducking police
cus i ain’t trying to get knocked
plus my names on the lease
and i ain’t tryna lose my spot
i represent the projects
where n-ggas lose they lives over nonsense
like money, a b-tch, or an object
did i mention the cops yet?
cancer to humanity
they branding with felonies
then brag it to their families
i do this for p’s
and not just mine
for everybody on they block making guap from dimes
for all the hustlers up top
that made they guap from crimes
im tired of seeing them and not us shine
i told my team
you wanna make it to the top? just climb
but it’ll take a lot out of us and not just time
so yes i’ma still trap
while repping real rap
til you hear that’s the sh-t that done got us signed
don’t even talk back to me brother
you say it’s all love but yet we sell crack to each other
we clapping eachother
no, you clapping yourselves
while they laughing and clap with eachother
so when i pull out my hawk you’ll be looking like stephen hawking
paralyzed, from the neck down you ain’t even walking
or even talking
you ain’t seen no dirt
til i pop at your chair til your machine don’t work
i’m in a gully mood
i stopped f-cking with funny dudes
i keep circle quite small so we all on that money groove
i’m tryna make it happen
so with these tapes, ima take manhattan
while your ankles snapping
i’ma chase it i was made for rapping
i’m chasing and embracing and dream
but i find myself pacing i’m impatient it seems
i’m selling 20s to the old folks and 8ths to teens
you want bread?
you gotta break it with me
watch you to say to the g
from one of the worst places to be
it’s new york
the most hated of the states of free
why you think i’m now walking with my bible and my piece
i keep my gun close as god, i lost idols to these streets
rest in peace sham da god and fly flames
it’s too hard to be a man of god in this frame
when all i seen was hammers fly and crime pays
its sad that the high grade gave us bread than our rhymes made
i sell out then, flee to the trap
to the point i feel the only way i’ll be leaving’s be-lieving in rap
i’m dreaming of that but i have to stop it
i’m on point for the ratchet popping
if i don’t clap i’m advancing my chance of dropping
mental glocks
feel the wrath if i have to pop it
cus i’d rather blood spill on the floor before i have to mop it
i’m tryna leave the p’s
while tryna be past the constant nonsense
and find a way to make
deep into nas’ conscience
these rappers with deals
have no clue what it’s like clap or to steal
to sell packs for a meal
sh-t is real nothing less than the truth
cus my brains filled with techs and they’re
aimed at the best in your group
i was blessed with a troop
that’ll pop off quick and bring death to your stoop
til nothings left of this loop i’ma keep on slaying
while these rappers keep on playing
i’ll be hustling on my feet all day in this b-tch
got the broke n-ggas saying he rich
lame n-ggas on the same sh-t
saying he switched
ya’ll dont the got b-lls to take it
making these l1cks
the only thing you f-ggots taking is d-ck
ya can’t f-ck with me
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