Khaleel - Rappin' Exercise lyrics

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Get wise to the exercise

Yeah this business showbiz

Get wise to the exercise

Gotta get up gotta workout damn

Turn into a rappin exercise let me spit before I fry

Some mother fucking chicken in the grease

And if I speed it up and slow it down man it’s all cooked food

I keep on feedin to the belly but true that’s our mentality

Or just southern in reality so I got to make the pair of dots

I hear these suckers spittin on garbage tryin to sell it and swear it’s hot

They trying to figure but figure not

Khaleel connect to making this hit broadcast from Texas

I ain’t show up with no necklace, I done sized you up and try to snatch yours

Droppin rappers on the list and knock them down like I am friend of yours

Since you want me I am you and yours play off of me and mine

Love to see some unity in this hip hop nation

Been brushin shoulders with ths devil I am facin I am in the lead

They love to catch me slippin blindside me front of my kness

They seem to underestimate I ain’t want the fame

I want the money hw it coordinate?

It cordless they pop

I stay way up like coffee I am doing the bang bag

Me can’t tell you that I am doing my damn thang

Brought the team together we sharing the same fame

And to prove our allegiance we wearin the same ring

Got a call from my cousin and the feds in his cell

On the cell tellin me to be careful you niggas tell

I said yeah I know cause are you finished

But before the call ended he need some doe and minutes

The moral of the story is the chase for the spinach

The lames wouldn’t unless of course you with it

Live the G-code baby my who life plan

Is to see God beore I swear him on the stand

You I be God and my true niggas understand

Ask around about Panch I am the shit on the street

My documentary is commentary from cops on the beat

Said his vein is hell ice and he was sick on the beat

And his lawyer is firin sharp and petite

Get wise to the exercise

Yeah and so my main objective is takeover tear the tour up rap thang

Standin around here postin yeah right my motives sustained

I spit with all the flavor that I could muster off the left brain

And my mama said keep doing ya thing it won’t be easy

Man I am just as greasy hatin halt steppin

No passion havin or find a single substitute for their rhyme

But it’s like you’re on to something would love to get the finger pinting

Like am some newest attraction out of the circus

No ringling bros no ring no championship no tragic

Been having fun while flippin got used to pushin the traffic

And as I am whippin classic they asking questions about …

Shit the illest here to stunt the game Daily Operation

No more mister nice guy nigga step in my arena and square

It’s like an exercise the game ain’t fair

But you it seems like they underestimate the kid

… gig is up you’ve been fucked smoke a cig you dick

Get wise to the exercise

To the exercise

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