lirik lagu reel wolf - checkmate
[intro]
j nyce
yeah! yo! yo!
[verse 1: vision]
we smokin’, drinkin’, and hustlin’ all day
the life of a rider pushin’ on the yay
p~ssies stay away before i let the blammer spray
kushy bun all day, k!ll them blunts like my prey
we’re stalkin’ enemies, you feelin’ what i say
these villains gotta pay and i gotta stay paid
f~ckin’ with my funds, you gonna meet my blade
i’m ’bout to blow up like pineapple grenades
when the pin’s out i’ma show you what sin about
on a grim route for dough, always win bouts
grew up with nothin’, now i never go without
got the game on lock like sticks in a pit’s mouth
you ’bout to get smoked like spliffs in my b~tch mouth
every track we make nothin’ but hits now
m~a~r~m~e~l, i say that sh~t proud
it’s marmel, yeah, yell that sh~t loud
[verse 2: surrealist]
yo, when people understand you that’s respectable logic
reflectable topic, shock kids like an electrical socket
unethical, get to talkin’ some disrespectable gossip
have your girl on my carpet like a t~st~cl~ profit
but my man is sneerin’, i’m feeling no vengeance near
and i’m a second tier until we grip machines like engineer
and better yet, i’m sick of death, i ain’t finished my mission yet
if i body you best believe i’m includin’ your silhouette
deep in the flow, so cold, i sleep in the snow
you got no material and yet you reap what you sow
thirty deep in a row, homie can’t compete with the cold
i made one call, watch what you release and you fold
and i love mine, give me a minute of thug time
and you holdin’ your insides and you showin’ your bloodline
never a dumb crime, handle my tough times
i’ve seen baggies flipped over, promotin’ the dumb grind
[verse 3: trissy]
i stay hard ’round you suckers, you talkin’ that dumb grind
one time, pullin’ out like i’m playin’ the front line
punchlines comin’ out and every one of them shine
while all my diamonds are clear, you rust like a brake line
take time if you think you ever steppin’ to my team
my beams pour inside your eyes like it’s visine
try me, have you hookin’ up to an iv
i’m lettin’ off slugs, that’s exactly what your team sees me be
i got my warriors with me
a dime all the time and my actions still grizzly
i rhyme like a nine, got the extra clip with me
on time with my lines like i’m serving the streets speed
my fleets be number one with the j nyce
i hold the floor right like i’m grippin’ an old mic
we take the beat, we make the heat, slingin’ it so nice
my mama be with j nyce, she know it be a cold night
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