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Yelawolf - 08 Rhyme Room ft Raekwon & Killer Mike

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[00:13.91] (Raekwon) Ayo I’m done selling drugs and buying keys on consignment

[00:17.63] I’m about to buy a lab and purchase me a lion

[00:21.61] Drug money is sucks, I’m in the lux, drunk as a fuck

[00:25.76] Be going hard, bitch ass your butt

[00:28.68] But still in all I gain I don’t know no other way

[00:32.40] I’m cooler than the M6 play

[00:35.06] I run with drug niggas who ya one day

[00:37.98] One pay, one K

[00:39.57] Sun play, some spray

[00:41.43] Half of these niggas underage

[00:43.29] They came with the Purple Tape

[00:45.05] Grape shit, some call it gray

[00:47.44] I call it revolutionizing in the mix

[00:50.10] My money He-Man now

[00:51.96] Was shakin, don’t fuck with them snakes

[00:54.51] Fuckin with them fix hustle niggas is gay

[00:57.50] If that’s your thing, cold play

[00:59.79] Don’t get in my way

[01:01.65] We got hack saws that smack jaws, betray me

[01:04.84] Bout to get you more

[01:06.43] What you in this for Rae? Chill

[01:08.82] The official just late, give him his way

[01:12.01] That’s my nigga no big and give him his space

[01:14.93] If they front on us we frontin' back, piss in his face

[01:18.54] (Killer Mike) Peace to the god, whats up?

[01:19.87] Lord I’m laid in the cut

[01:21.20] Laid in the cut with a slut

[01:22.53] Laid in the cut on the peanut butter guts

[01:24.12] With a slut with Brazilian, hair to her butt

[01:25.98] Denzel cool, standing at the stove like "woo!"

[01:28.37] Whippin that work like "woo!"

[01:29.70] Ric Flair "woo!", Ric Flair "woo!"

[01:31.56] I’m penguin pussy cool

[01:32.89] Sittin sideways in a brand new coup

[01:34.48] Fuck nigga, suck dick til you strangle

[01:36.34] Therefore hatin on a real ass G

[01:37.93] Like me talkin bout you ass got ammo

[01:39.79] Say fuck your gripe wit a nigga named Mike

[01:41.39] Fuck nigga, yea I’m a king in Atlanta

[01:43.51] You don’t wanna be a news story on the TV channel

[01:45.64] Talkin bout last seen in Atlanta

[01:47.23] Bitch I'll take your life, sleep good that night

[01:49.09] Crack crab-legs in Savannah

[01:50.68] I’m so Tony Montana

[01:52.01] Nose full of coke, M16, all black hammer

[01:54.31] Put coke in the street, in a week everything jump back

[01:56.43] Sweet, sweeter than a can of Fanta

[01:58.03] Polo, Polo head-to-flo' ho

[01:59.89] I got horses on pajamas

[02:01.48] Yea, late night I might take flight

[02:03.07] With 3 hoes like my name Santa

[02:05.20] Yea yea, I drive a Chevy and I treat it like a Phantom

[02:08.65] I bought a ’96 Impala and I named it MJG

[02:11.84] ‘Cause we pimp hard and we pimp hard

[02:13.85] And a bitch can’t ride for free

[02:15.71] Gone

[02:16.40] (Yelawolf) Peace to the gods

[02:17.46] Way to hit the breaks home boy

[02:18.43] You about to fall asleep in the car

[02:19.76] Run a red light on me motherfucker

[02:21.35] I’mma pull the Chevy over and reach in the glove

[02:23.48] Speak from the blood kinfolk

[02:24.54] You don’t wanna see my pen, no

[02:25.87] You don’t wanna see me unplugged

[02:26.93] If I pull a 9 out, overnight I’ll sign out

[02:29.05] You snug as a bug in the rug

[02:30.65] Get a buzz on drugs and chug a jug-of-suds til I bust da' guts (Uh-huh!)

[02:34.05] Man, I could make a deacon dirty when I speak

[02:35.81] I’m murdering, I make a mean-mug and cuss

[02:37.67] When I lean in the Cut - lass

[02:39.17] It's this "30 ought 6" swingin' outta that window

[02:41.29] Tires in the mud (Uh-huh!)

[02:42.51] Got the soul of an old man, I can feel the love

[02:44.90] So call me daddy, lay my balls on the Caddy

[02:47.03] ‘Cause I drive 'em nuts

[02:48.35] Don’t follow and @ me if you ain't followin' rappin'

[02:50.74] ‘Cause I’m about grinding plus

[02:52.07] These songs that I write got life like a sycamore tree

[02:54.37] Let it grow tall, get thicker, more leaves

[02:55.96] Til the boys on the blogs are losing hair

[02:57.55] Well let 'em go bald, just give 'em more weave

[02:59.41] Yela’s in the kitchen potpourri

[03:01.27] Did I forget to mention I’m an emcee?

[03:03.13] Did I have to prove it on BET

[03:04.99] In a cypher twice, well it just might be

[03:06.58] I know

[03:07.73] So, Radioactive had a couple of radio-attempts

[03:09.75] But, I don’t wanna be radio-active anymore now

[03:12.04] Than I wanna jump off a cliff

[03:13.64] This I promise

[03:14.43] Catfish Billy, you can put Trunk Muzik in a picture frame!

[03:16.82] You ain’t gotta tell me that I made a mistake, and some of that shit was lame

[03:21.07] But all I wanna do is say "fuck that shit" and please accept my change

[03:24.26] I was only tryna people-please

[03:25.85] So people, please know my name

[03:27.71] Now back to the metaphors

[03:29.04] It’s better for me to settle scores instead of more self-loathin'

[03:31.96] I put tags on toes

[03:33.03] And like I’m in the morgue and I’m giving no pedicure

[03:35.15] Set a store on the corner sellin' melanol

[03:37.01] Set sail on a pale horse with a sword

[03:39.04] Yea me behold, in a white Caprice classic, pedal to the floor

[03:42.92] Flying by the seat of my pants

[03:43.98] ‘Cause I need what I need

[03:44.67] I believe that I can go achieve what I came to achieve

[03:47.06] And I leave you and you with the new CD in your hands

[03:49.18] Put it in, put it in, let the 808 fill that space

[03:51.31] Any kind of high never feels this great

[03:53.17] You can feel the taste, you can see that smell

[03:55.03] You can touch the moon when you hear that bass

[03:57.15] Thank God that I got this gift, damn right and I won’t shut up

[04:00.25] Let the gray hair fall down like an OG, damn right and I won’t cut em

[04:03.43] Man, I’m on my shit

[04:04.76] Life is a trip when I’m jumpin over cracks in the road

[04:07.42] Say what you want to about this white boy

[04:08.75] But I know the truth and rap’s in his soul