(Hook)
Stand alone in the trouble
Holding bubbles of thoughts, caught in this rubble
Shaking the tremors off of the anger that strikes
I give you nothing to give you everything in my life
(Verse 1)
I'm rap in it's true form, the colours dull in my mind
As the sudden death of the bitch I loved
I'll never get over hip-hop!
Twerking a job for some niggas working for props
In the dead presidents
Green is the room satan is waiting to loom, the head's evident
I ain't playing a game, duty calls in expression and art
Giving nothing less for the shots that hit the pop, and hip-hop just hops back on it's toes
Waggling-- bragging swagger and hoes
Acting bad but nothing, these motherfuckers outgrown
Stand alone in the trouble
Holding bubbles of thoughts, caught in this rubble
Shaking the tremors off of the anger that strikes
I give you nothing to give you everything in my life
(Verse 1)
I'm rap in it's true form, the colours dull in my mind
As the sudden death of the bitch I loved
I'll never get over hip-hop!
Twerking a job for some niggas working for props
In the dead presidents
Green is the room satan is waiting to loom, the head's evident
I ain't playing a game, duty calls in expression and art
Giving nothing less for the shots that hit the pop, and hip-hop just hops back on it's toes
Waggling-- bragging swagger and hoes
Acting bad but nothing, these motherfuckers outgrown
( Master KPK )
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