[Verse 1]
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
But nothin comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch of gibberish
Bitch suck my dick
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
But nothin comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch of critics
But niggas still playing my shit
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Well niggas bound to hate on me anyways
When the song thinks that you're dissing away?
Niggas bound to kill each other anyways
This the enemy state
Niggas worried about what the enemy ate
But I don't ever look at the enemy plate, we ain't got the same taste for main entrees
Now I want something bigger
Bigger picture, bigger figures
Kenny walked on water, I write scriptures for my niggas
Crucify the rebel, where my fame? Where my shine?
Yeah my life picture was blinking
Humble time, jumbotron, ahhhh!
Too many bitches for me not to fuck
Too much money for me not to touch
Too many problems for me not to stress
But I don't want to talk about the touchy stuff
Too many lectures for me not to listen
Too many lights and we not to christian
Too many sins and we not the Christian
Depression been looking like a used addiction, uh
[Interlude]
Understand that I will be what the people want
This is mind control at it's best
I am the flower that blooms in the dark
I am the fire that sparks
I am longevity in life-form
I am the sun, the snow, the rainstorm
I am the pulpit and the prophet
[Verse 2]
Life ain't a game that you play with
I done seen this motherfucker shape shift
Niggas on the block ain't changed Ken
Ten years later on the same shit
Same hustle, same struggle
Still running around selling fake duffels
That's what happens when your mind crumbles
Niggas don't prosper but they stay in trouble
How I'm gonna prosper when I'm working the double?
How I'm gon speak when you give a rebuttal?
How I'm gonna prosper when I think I'm right
And ninety-nine percent of the time I'm dropping the dime
Such a ignorant rhyme I speak
Bitch I practice what I preach
I'm the concrete in these streets, I hold it down like two feet, ah!
I got issues, I got issues
You got issues, you got issues
We got issues, we got issues
My utensil's so official, uh
We got issues, we got issues
RebeLife shit, such an issue
Niggas don't like me, they got issues
This the fucking issue nigga!
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
But nothin comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch of gibberish
Bitch suck my dick
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
But nothin comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch of critics
But niggas still playing my shit
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Well niggas bound to hate on me anyways
When the song thinks that you're dissing away?
Niggas bound to kill each other anyways
This the enemy state
Niggas worried about what the enemy ate
But I don't ever look at the enemy plate, we ain't got the same taste for main entrees
Now I want something bigger
Bigger picture, bigger figures
Kenny walked on water, I write scriptures for my niggas
Crucify the rebel, where my fame? Where my shine?
Yeah my life picture was blinking
Humble time, jumbotron, ahhhh!
Too many bitches for me not to fuck
Too much money for me not to touch
Too many problems for me not to stress
But I don't want to talk about the touchy stuff
Too many lectures for me not to listen
Too many lights and we not to christian
Too many sins and we not the Christian
Depression been looking like a used addiction, uh
[Interlude]
Understand that I will be what the people want
This is mind control at it's best
I am the flower that blooms in the dark
I am the fire that sparks
I am longevity in life-form
I am the sun, the snow, the rainstorm
I am the pulpit and the prophet
[Verse 2]
Life ain't a game that you play with
I done seen this motherfucker shape shift
Niggas on the block ain't changed Ken
Ten years later on the same shit
Same hustle, same struggle
Still running around selling fake duffels
That's what happens when your mind crumbles
Niggas don't prosper but they stay in trouble
How I'm gonna prosper when I'm working the double?
How I'm gon speak when you give a rebuttal?
How I'm gonna prosper when I think I'm right
And ninety-nine percent of the time I'm dropping the dime
Such a ignorant rhyme I speak
Bitch I practice what I preach
I'm the concrete in these streets, I hold it down like two feet, ah!
I got issues, I got issues
You got issues, you got issues
We got issues, we got issues
My utensil's so official, uh
We got issues, we got issues
RebeLife shit, such an issue
Niggas don't like me, they got issues
This the fucking issue nigga!
( Ken Rebel )
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