Add-2 - Tale Of Two Citiez Freestyle lyrics
rate mePull up the pen
Blow up like a grenade
Spit as hot as the sun
Rappers live in shame
I rap savage
Bad like the bad habits
I’m back on track like it’s a train
Kickin’ like this is hotter
I’m hijacking your plane
9.11 somebody got 9.11s
Somebody about to get bodied
About to see Heaven
Me don’t need a weapon
The one from the gang is getting so damn bored to me
Eyes level is more like a grand level to me
I shoot you right
Bring in the dope
Like coke carried the bolo
Don’t jump shit
My shit is sinking the whole Globe
Earth quaking the Earth getting the ozone
It disappeared like triangles in Bermuda
You couldn’t measure my level
Instead you had to gather some rules
Who the evil villain is?
Now I touch my flow
I’m throwing lines like a fisherman
Hearing your momma mill
What bitch? I said hy
You can’t see me
You can’t beat me
Me against the world
The world’s gonna need some more help
Give them help, give them change
You know I’m giving dope
But I’ve never seen a sale
Stickin’ to grind
I’ve never seen a real dope
More power than the 48 laws
Shorty is shocked
Smokin’ like Cubans
You thought you were close but no
Told them I’m bringing the storm
I be feeling like seasons everywhere that I want
Get the picture
These other rappers need a filter
Fans gassing and I’m like Hitler, nigga
Can’t concentrate
I’m moving stairs like I escalade
I’m trying to warn them
We won, GA, no regulators
I got a million ways to help you meet your Laker
I’ll make it easy
I’ll let you pick it like a dealer straight
Your mind is a major
But I don’t have a will
I’m what they’d never kill
You say your life a movie
But I ain’t saying it real
My first day I be rapping like it’s my last
And niggaz who drive they put up and then they crash
Look at you the cash count
Bossy got a mash out
Bumping like a rash out
Cookin’ with no pants out
Praying it has gone out
My friend will go blackout
That shit about to tap out
If I pass any other opportunity
Is cause I’m passed out
Showed up into the hood
I’m throwin’ all these songs into the glass house
Yeah I’m mighty Mart
They say I’m such a star
These rappers gonna need a bodyguard
When I kill these verses
I show no remorse
I like the sound how it comes around
Gets around
And if I ain’t cured
Is cause I ain’t got a round 2