[Verse 1: Frizelli Makavelli]
I'm blessed like I'm receivin'
Been dope and been achievin'
Makavee good evenin', my deaths when i'll be leaving
Until then, I'mma take over the seasons
Don't really have a reason
Just got an attitude that says fuck a treason
Keep calm and puff some trees in
Blow 'em out and get hyped up on what you believe in
My friends were at school readin
I was at the crib workin'
Never gave a fuck, me I just kept smirkin'
Took off for the top, you bet I left murkin'
Know some fein ass dudes who just wanna sniff a perk in
But me, I choose to bruise mic's and give the beats a hurtin
I try to be a do right person
But can't seem to hand my paper work in
School ain't for certain
And it's as simple as that
Now that's a general fact
I like girls single with racks
Who got dimples and back
Now backtrack cause you know I'm down to level a track
Get to the level I'm at
Sharper than several tacks
Like fuck federal tax
I'm a rebel who stacks
But no bezels and racks
Or no medals and plaques
That's where I'm at
So take it back to the Suede Swivel Chair
Ideas lingerin', thoughts up in the air
Never sought to end it here
So we fought without the fear
Which went and taught me and a peer
We really ought to share a prayer
Now I lay me, down to sleep
Got the angel on my shoulder and the devil by my feet
Probably fit better if I said by my Nikes
Showed up to the wrong class but still had my right steeze
Sting ya, so these dudes been sayin' crikey
Rhymes that'll shock ya got ya all sayin yikey's
At the top one day, is where I might be
To say I fell off, shit, highly unlikely
Natural beat killa', 90's Cube and J-Dilla
Your girl's some eye candy, boy I'm a sweet stealer
Happy Halloween Mix it up and swallow lean
I'm out take my last shot
Drop it hear that bottle clink
Never been retarded but I always been the specialist
Shit I think I finally made a spot on the special list
I'm blessed like I'm receivin'
Been dope and been achievin'
Makavee good evenin', my deaths when i'll be leaving
Until then, I'mma take over the seasons
Don't really have a reason
Just got an attitude that says fuck a treason
Keep calm and puff some trees in
Blow 'em out and get hyped up on what you believe in
My friends were at school readin
I was at the crib workin'
Never gave a fuck, me I just kept smirkin'
Took off for the top, you bet I left murkin'
Know some fein ass dudes who just wanna sniff a perk in
But me, I choose to bruise mic's and give the beats a hurtin
I try to be a do right person
But can't seem to hand my paper work in
School ain't for certain
And it's as simple as that
Now that's a general fact
I like girls single with racks
Who got dimples and back
Now backtrack cause you know I'm down to level a track
Get to the level I'm at
Sharper than several tacks
Like fuck federal tax
I'm a rebel who stacks
But no bezels and racks
Or no medals and plaques
That's where I'm at
So take it back to the Suede Swivel Chair
Ideas lingerin', thoughts up in the air
Never sought to end it here
So we fought without the fear
Which went and taught me and a peer
We really ought to share a prayer
Now I lay me, down to sleep
Got the angel on my shoulder and the devil by my feet
Probably fit better if I said by my Nikes
Showed up to the wrong class but still had my right steeze
Sting ya, so these dudes been sayin' crikey
Rhymes that'll shock ya got ya all sayin yikey's
At the top one day, is where I might be
To say I fell off, shit, highly unlikely
Natural beat killa', 90's Cube and J-Dilla
Your girl's some eye candy, boy I'm a sweet stealer
Happy Halloween Mix it up and swallow lean
I'm out take my last shot
Drop it hear that bottle clink
Never been retarded but I always been the specialist
Shit I think I finally made a spot on the special list
( Frizelli Makavelli )
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