Patty Honcho - Until We Meet Again Lyrics

You niggas know the price, my composure tight
I'm the culture right, I'm fly as Dolemite
And you shoulder height to the soulless mice
The snake suppose to bite, not a socialite I just float on mics
Cold as ice, the fans they don't notice hype, they'll expose ya life
Instead of barring shit up
I'm just talking to you like Pac as Bishop
I know that I'm crazy, know my wig stuck
My bitch valid, ambitious, you know she got a big butt
Type of shit you look at, make you never wanna give up
Never prepared to lose, the hating be unbearable
Beware the crude, they built to embarrass you
But i'm Velvet Smooth, I smell the proof
We set a blaze to it, we don't care for rules
I smell the proof we set a blaze to it, we don't care rules

Rapper niggas mad cause I'm different homie that's bitch made
I knew something was off like in the 6th grade
How come your ass thinking bout cartoons and I'm just thinking how to get paid
Her neck water your ass still tryna get waves
I don't miss days when niggas had to stomach hunger
It's another summer, Im Gonna Git You Sucka
Fro out, the Undercover Brother
Awful, they artistic, draw and them niggas'll chalk you
I'm in the house with Dream Girls, and they making shit Sparkle
Gargle, who chopping the Lady Cocoa
It's laid in sofas, break is over
Life that'll make you colder, the baking soda
Make these niggas cut earners
I'm smoother than Truck Turner
Smoke the best weed and grew up round niggas that buck burners
Peace and love to the dead citizens
Who bled with the men
Black Caesar I'm Fred Williamson
Brodus Clay with a valet how I messed with the twin
I don't body build nigga I just flex with the pen
Rapper niggas mad cause I'm different, the show runner
The Last Dragon, my Vanity, I got the Glo from her
Got Four Brothers, three from school and one is biological
Shroom, Ray, Danny & Bug is why I'm not maniacal
Remember we was kids and had the hide the weed inside your shoe
That time comical, shit I bet niggas thought we was monsters too
Like me being black is something optional
I'm balling if the D, eyes low, then I'm going Hamidou

Unstoppable, Honch a character that's unlockable
You so dishonorable, punch you in ya gut make you vomit food
I don't acknowledge dudes who don't cook for real
They made hooded deals, she bad as Sugar Hill
We don't give a f*ck how you would've feel
Niggas would appeal if it meant coming home
The gun exposed
The doctor used a million stitches just to get ya stomach closed
Can't stomach hoes
I got my wife and now my hair longer
Skin clearer, gut coming in I'm over the fears, trauma

This the Blaxploitation
Disrespect us and they'll be lacerations
Hood fights happen from craps on pavement
And I know some niggas who never filled out an application
No imagination, gun shots loud while the Pastor praying
I put two and two together I can't grasp the calculations
I can't mask the palpitations