Rapsody

Rapsody - Non-Fiction lyrics

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[Intro: Raheem DeVaughn]

Yo, 9th Wonder, we got one

Never, never done (Rapsody)

And Radio Raheem DeVaughn

Church on the move

[Verse 1: Raheem DeVaughn]

My birthplace was the Bronx

Adidas with the fat shoelaces

Cazelles on the frames of our faces

Boom Bap, out the boom box

We've been building this 40 years strong

The game is for the taking this is history in the making

And let me make it clear (Ooh la la laa)

This ain't no bubble gum rap with 9th on the track

And Rapsody (Ooh la la laa)

[Hook: Raheem DeVaughn]

This is, this is (Hip Hop)

This is (Ooh la la laa)

The Real (x4)

[Verse 2: Rapsody]

I stay on my Ps and my Qs - Ss, Ts, Us

I'm always working, how you spell success in the stu

Some get they money, like to blaze in the coupe

Was raised to spend days practicing like the hoops

We the truth, none realer, too uncommon like Dilla, The Light

I shine, my rhymes come paired like the Williams

Two 22's, I'm a sister worth millions, lyrically

They all fear the flow like Big Williams

Polo dipped, loco whips

Weren't impressed if the flows won't potato crisp

Rap back like the NATO, connect with gods

Cause my odds of being large weighed out like Chris

Yo, Biggie the goal, I'm really the mold

Of what you really want to be if you hadn't of sold

Your soul, I burn slow like fo'-fo's hitting

'95 spirit, in the days it was written

Cats stay trippin', but rip and I never stop

Got a little buzz now I bubble like a kettle pot

I know the devil watch and wanna touch me

But like metal box, I stay locked under this Hip Hop forever God

Reckless, necklace, flows all hang 'em

Real coming back, now these rappers all changing

Fearful careers, I don't cower, the new power

Duracell it never runs out for an hour

Keep destroying, smoke 'em like sour

Break 'em all down to rebuild 'em like towers

That's the Real

[Raheem DeVaughn]

This is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)

This is this is, hip hop

This is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)

This is this is, hip hop

This is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)

[Verse 3: Rapsody]

The modern day saints of our stories

New torch bearers, we the children like Corey

Gunz of the ones that ran Nation of Millions and watched Mike in Delores

Used to ride to Nore, now the people inquiry

About the 5’3” emcee with ovaries

Got a bite on the mic like the likes of ol’ Lauryn

Hip-hop, score gotta settle it's the flip flop

Back to when cats rolled Lexus like wrist watch

Elbow out the door, bumpin' Nas 'til the speaks pop

Couldn't see me eye to eye, keep pumpin' your Reeboks

Rattle rear views, clear view, I don't fear you or you

You keep an ear to the streets, too, to hear true I been in the booth, yea killin' on the daily

Jamla representer another baby of the 80’s

Katy Perry, I grew up on Mary

The flow varies cause I studied those old from the erry

Of the gold, why I shine like that find it scary

The game over, I kill wack emcees, all buried

It's the real

[Break: Raheem DeVaughn]

The game is for the taking this is history in the making

Let me make it clear (Ooh la la laa)

This ain't no bubble gum rap with 9th on the track

TDE, ladies and gentlemen Ab-Soul!

[Verse 4: Ab-Soul]

And while you niggas keep bangin' the same drum

I'm smokin' like I ain't got the same lungs

I had when I started, pardon my ignorant rants

I rap like I move keys but Apple S can't save 'em

There's only so much you can show 'em

They been reading his story so long, they think they know him

I'm sewing up the game, I need needle and thread

Some people lead sheep

Some people just need wool, the shit cuts deep

Rugby toughin' the feel, you be where the rugs be

In the house nigga, with the rest of the house niggas

Thug life, rolling, my homies are screaming "fuck life"

Showin' love at the same damn time

I'd say the future is looking bright contrary to CNN

Give me a mic and about three nights

I turn straw into gold like Rumpelstiltskin

Man I made a man cry vibing to Be A Man

Walking like an Egyptian, life ain't fair oh

Boy just got shipped and the judge don't care

I'll take my steak where, maybe it will help me bare

With all the bloody consequences obvious in this here

So I guess I got the game figured out all wrong

I guess you never know what you got til it's gone

Til' every terrain on this plane experience sunshine

Two fingers up and fuck one time

[Outro]

So allow yourself to get caught up in the Rapsody

And the 9th Wonder of the world actually

Raheem DeVaughn

Soul!

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