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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Simone Headrick
Begleitgesang
Steven N. Clair
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Simone Headrick
Songwriter:in
Keith Clair
Songwriter:in
Steven N. Clair
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Preston Bradley
Ingenieur:in
Keith Clair
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Uhh, Alright
***** claim they the greatest
since I been on my hiatus
And y’all been signed to them majors
and still ain’t getting no paper
Man that shit right there outrageous
They trap our minds and then lock us up in them cages
The money, clothes, and the hoes is used for persuasion
Collect your soul while you busy chasing temptation
Lets bring it back to the basics
This is hip hop, hundred percent pure
Yeah I am the cure
Night and day, yeah I’m hella sure
More than Al B. Sure
You see this pen
its sharper than a sword
Slice your vocal cords
when we was bored
We studied Pac Shakur
when we walked to the store
Born in the crack era
I’m a seasoned vet
Now my wrist
Colorado Rocky, Dante Bichette
Product of the Midwest,
Country Grammar, Get it Wet
Fades during recess,
y’all ***** just send a text
That’s a fragile threat
Never worth my acknowledgment
A bed time story
We slept through sounds of them hollow tips
Was born with this gift
Had to learn how to polish it
Now these ***** mad at the fact that they can’t abolish it
The valedictorian of rap
Where is my scholarship
And that’s a metaphor
I ain’t talking about no colleges
Big dog status
The chitter chatter I silence it
But to keep it a bean
I’m bout my green like a Heineken
Eww, let me, let me explain something to y’all real quick like
Y’all not fucking with this ***** for real like
And you really tweaking G if you think ***** in the Midwest
Don’t got motion, don’t got bars, ok
You know, St. Louis what up, i mean tell them Chicago said it
Hahaha alright, Steve talk these ***** man
Alright
How bout we bring it back
To the middle of the map
St. Louis to be exact
If you wondering where we at
Better keep your cool
Cuz these young ***** love to scrap
Worst come to worst
Pull out the strap
Shit you might get clapped
But I ain’t promoting that
I be where the motion at
You got a better chance at finding me
Where a ocean at
Boeing 777
Flying coast to coast in that
Mama with the mocha color skin
Yeah I’m poking that
Wear a poker face around these ***** cuz they hoping that
You meet your demise
With a smile in disguise
No clown shit, I am IT
Not talking bout Pennywise
Now my paper thick
Shit it used to be penny size ******
I tell no lies *****, fucking dummy
Written by: Keith Clair, Simone Headrick, Steven N. Clair