For The Record

[Verse 1]
You know my thing is programming language
I'm music's Java
Too new for this rap shit
I need my own genre
Rap bastard, have you seen my father
If so, tell him scream at a cat
Cool ever since the day I dropped out my mama
I leaned out her cat
It's all in my bio first chapter titled Rowes and Lyles
Where I raised was
Shit about the Micha, gan in a swisha
Which was the shit that put spots on my kisser
And yellowed my pinchas
They're to far gone to cleanse them, I been
Diggin' in dirt tryin' to master the art of the swoop
Chasin' that loot, ya know, misspent youth
Not a thug, I prefer hoodlum
Stereotypical, angry black, ex-con turned Muslim
If there's jewels layin' out, I couldn't say I wouldn't
Snatch that shit quick as soon as who's it was
Wasn't really looking yo

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Put ya hands in the sky
Wave them bitches from side to side
Just as witnessed by the eyes of Senim
Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies

[Verse 2]
You know I heard it, seen it, done it, said it
Me and Jude snatched your knock out and jetted
Slung it, and tore off Saolo for the QP he threw me on credit
I blazed it with Stanky
In 2 maybe 3 days, I remember vaguely
Runnin' up in cats cuts, we did such
Cause we never had much 'cept downtime and bad luck
Our disadvantages, world gave us hell so we made hell sandwiches
Wrapped up in cannibus, crime, rap, and sex
Woods of countryside bussin' Malaki's tec
Swooped your jimmy just to ride and wreck
The good ol' days, house parties and hood ho trains
Stupid fuck, ran in it raw just because she looks ok
But it was drawls right? So it's alright
Things were simpler then
Hump wants a redbone, in turn I get wit her friend
Reminds me of '93 love at the rhythm kitchen
15 in with no ID
We were hip hop then more culture less trend
Before urban-pop and ready made blunt skins
Yo

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[Verse 3]
It's important ya know, all these things are said in fun
I don't hit women, been known to choke some
I don't smoke crack in fact I never sold none
I got shot once but it was just a pellet gun
Yes I watch porn that I've bought and I own
Even got my own, I record in my home
I didn't quit rappin', I just quit jeffin'
From now on I keep my business and my friends separate
When you want it live you can't compromise or settle
Gotta expand, Binary broke up cause I'm not a Yes-man
Lo still my dog though, he know the tempo
If one blow, then we all roll
This one goes out to all the cats that I know
Big Juice, O-Type up in Chicago
Judo, Juhump, and Beto
Dave and Sentric sleepless in Seattle
Rhythm

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