No question
The opposition stressin' not effectin' the method
I etch a sketched in my adolescences
Perfected
The record's set to wreck em
The heavy sets are reppin'
And it's New York City where we steppin'
The Flatbush Sector
Hold your head up from the sec you enter
The twelve'll get ya 'fore the .44 or the nine'll wet ya
You'll learn a lesson any second
Count your blessings while your fingers still connected
I'm calculating numbers even Texans couldn't measure
And you bet ya bottom dollar I'll be in and outta barber and bodega conversations 'til the lord is old and wasted
Came from the basement had to relocate the pavement caved in
Since elevated past the novice that you claim your favorite
The jungle's where we ragin'
No fumbles when we facin' els, that's a full rotation
Y'all bumble
Mind your business
No mumbles in my written's (Nahh)
This as real as Nas predicted
I'm a profit interest
They wanna cop cause a dose will have em limpin'
Lyrics that shift your physics
Spittin' stranger than fiction, religion, and hieroglyphics
Witness this pyrotechnics
Vocal fitness
I'm flexing and bestin' the best in present
I'm testin' the ones professing (Uh)
The faction's restless
No sleep til Brooklyn
They tryna catch us
Proceed to bookings
We shuck and jivin' until they overlook us
Took us childish now we out here wildin' stylin' for the footage (Uh)
Rackin' mileage off gouda maneuvers as per usual
Fine dining met a fine diamond out in Roosevelt Island
Where your mind been?
Mine been autopilot
Soarin' high as cockpits
Clothed in hydroponics
Rode in on a golden saucer
Whatchu rockin'?
Hold up, that's Givenchy?
Nigga, this Nirvana
Richer than Benji pictures
Spirit lifted upon a summit in Himalaya while stationed in Arizona (Ayo)
(Clown niggas)
Think they got it all figured out
It's only jokes with these
(Clown niggas)
Running they mouth
I finna make a show outta
(Clown niggas)
To sit on your couch and learn how not to be
(Clown niggas)
Straight up mockeries how they jockin' these
Flows I concoct with ease
Bows that I cock and squeeze go to the domes of weak foes and hypocrisies
Clones and the po-police
Rose outta concrete to conquer feats
Worry not, I soon be on top like apostrophes to lock my spot
Ditch the keys and cop the drop
Missin' me with all those shots
Busy bee
No time to talk to the
(Clown niggas)
But wary of them
They come by dozens
We always huntin'
To keep em duckin'
(Clown niggas)
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No question
The opposition stressin' not effectin' the method
I etch a sketched in my adolescences
Perfected
The record's set to wreck em
The heavy sets are reppin'
And it's New York City where we steppin'
The Flatbush Sector
Hold your head up from the sec you enter
The twelve'll get ya 'fore the .44 or the nine'll wet ya
You'll learn a lesson any second
Count your blessings while your fingers still connected
I'm calculating numbers even Texans couldn't measure
And you bet ya bottom dollar I'll be in and outta barber and bodega conversations 'til the lord is old and wasted
Came from the basement had to relocate the pavement caved in
Since elevated past the novice that you claim your favorite
The jungle's where we ragin'
No fumbles when we facin' els, that's a full rotation
Y'all bumble
Mind your business
No mumbles in my written's (Nahh)
This as real as Nas predicted
I'm a profit interest
They wanna cop cause a dose will have em limpin'
Lyrics that shift your physics
Spittin' stranger than fiction, religion, and hieroglyphics
Witness this pyrotechnics
Vocal fitness
I'm flexing and bestin' the best in present
I'm testin' the ones professing (Uh)
The faction's restless
No sleep til Brooklyn
They tryna catch us
Proceed to bookings
We shuck and jivin' until they overlook us
Took us childish now we out here wildin' stylin' for the footage (Uh)
Rackin' mileage off gouda maneuvers as per usual
Fine dining met a fine diamond out in Roosevelt Island
Where your mind been?
Mine been autopilot
Soarin' high as cockpits
Clothed in hydroponics
Rode in on a golden saucer
Whatchu rockin'?
Hold up, that's Givenchy?
Nigga, this Nirvana
Richer than Benji pictures
Spirit lifted upon a summit in Himalaya while stationed in Arizona (Ayo)
(Clown niggas)
Think they got it all figured out
It's only jokes with these
(Clown niggas)
Running they mouth
I finna make a show outta
(Clown niggas)
To sit on your couch and learn how not to be
(Clown niggas)
Straight up mockeries how they jockin' these
Flows I concoct with ease
Bows that I cock and squeeze go to the domes of weak foes and hypocrisies
Clones and the po-police
Rose outta concrete to conquer feats
Worry not, I soon be on top like apostrophes to lock my spot
Ditch the keys and cop the drop
Missin' me with all those shots
Busy bee
No time to talk to the
(Clown niggas)
But wary of them
They come by dozens
We always huntin'
To keep em duckin'
(Clown niggas)
The opposition stressin' not effectin' the method
I etch a sketched in my adolescences
Perfected
The record's set to wreck em
The heavy sets are reppin'
And it's New York City where we steppin'
The Flatbush Sector
Hold your head up from the sec you enter
The twelve'll get ya 'fore the .44 or the nine'll wet ya
You'll learn a lesson any second
Count your blessings while your fingers still connected
I'm calculating numbers even Texans couldn't measure
And you bet ya bottom dollar I'll be in and outta barber and bodega conversations 'til the lord is old and wasted
Came from the basement had to relocate the pavement caved in
Since elevated past the novice that you claim your favorite
The jungle's where we ragin'
No fumbles when we facin' els, that's a full rotation
Y'all bumble
Mind your business
No mumbles in my written's (Nahh)
This as real as Nas predicted
I'm a profit interest
They wanna cop cause a dose will have em limpin'
Lyrics that shift your physics
Spittin' stranger than fiction, religion, and hieroglyphics
Witness this pyrotechnics
Vocal fitness
I'm flexing and bestin' the best in present
I'm testin' the ones professing (Uh)
The faction's restless
No sleep til Brooklyn
They tryna catch us
Proceed to bookings
We shuck and jivin' until they overlook us
Took us childish now we out here wildin' stylin' for the footage (Uh)
Rackin' mileage off gouda maneuvers as per usual
Fine dining met a fine diamond out in Roosevelt Island
Where your mind been?
Mine been autopilot
Soarin' high as cockpits
Clothed in hydroponics
Rode in on a golden saucer
Whatchu rockin'?
Hold up, that's Givenchy?
Nigga, this Nirvana
Richer than Benji pictures
Spirit lifted upon a summit in Himalaya while stationed in Arizona (Ayo)
(Clown niggas)
Think they got it all figured out
It's only jokes with these
(Clown niggas)
Running they mouth
I finna make a show outta
(Clown niggas)
To sit on your couch and learn how not to be
(Clown niggas)
Straight up mockeries how they jockin' these
Flows I concoct with ease
Bows that I cock and squeeze go to the domes of weak foes and hypocrisies
Clones and the po-police
Rose outta concrete to conquer feats
Worry not, I soon be on top like apostrophes to lock my spot
Ditch the keys and cop the drop
Missin' me with all those shots
Busy bee
No time to talk to the
(Clown niggas)
But wary of them
They come by dozens
We always huntin'
To keep em duckin'
(Clown niggas)
Writer: Joshua Gutierrez, Lamont Coleman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid