Smoke Dza - How far we go lyrics
rate meSmoke Dza:
gather round huslters thats if your still living
and get on down with (C.A.T vision)
Smoke DZA:
The last of a dying breed to many wack artists
(so tell them to *parappa the rappa* niggaz rap harder)
like bieng( ) some type of diease
I take them out their misery, make it hard to breathe.
ain’t no problem to me,
Call me Father MC
Pay homage to a God, bitch, fall on your knees
Hood booga, wanna be housewife, (gassed off nini)
( )try to emulate the TV, but it’s real, fuck how you feel!
Call it duty mode these verses!
A lot of kills, first niggaz doubted the flow,
Now how you feel?
If this was back in the days, you get a lot of (kills),
Give me mine, I really rhyme, yeah, really im,
One of the illist niggaz doing it ahh these niggaz is losing it!
Silly minds, they’re trying to style on a New York nigga
Like my flow ain’t cold like a New York winner!
i dont stunt i regulate,
seeing an empire separate,
Best friend kill best friends every day,
For petty sake, not even heavy weight is never good!
It’s a rich (poor) story in every hood
Chorus:
No matter how far we go,
We’ll for eva be real, we’ll never fall,
All my niggaz stay down,
We know, we know!
We gonna get it so we’re live it
Just remember what we’re doing!
Won't stop!
Kendrick Lamar:
Ma (turban) has put a burden on young ( )
once its crakin in this chain reaction, (minus.....)
I’m on a verge to excellence, kill em off with no evidence,
Take a shot at the exorsist, then EX em out with these words.
paneramic views be tumbling out ma my mind,
This ain’t 1992, bullets tumble out no 9's
Big AKs like Alicia Keys abbreviated,
And nowadays niggaz stay behind him like clive davis
(clive dreksler.....)a niggers right upon a stretcher,
An understatement said that K. Lamar was under pressure,
dont press luck, when I’m pressed for time,
Cause when the press gets this verse, they sure to press rewind,
The Presedents prayer cant save us in ma culdesac
(and colen crackin coniacin)enough violence we keep the devil smilin,
while we’re whiling on the corners with the ( )and rats.
Nigger build the trap house, hope this homie don’t run his trap
See the ( ) tap out, thats wresting shit
dont rest your case as a gangsta just couse you wrestled yo bitch
We move in silence, like the potato (tip?) wile we ( ),
and we (ride ridin two choppas......)
you ain’t been where I’ve been, I know where I’m going,
and life a bitch, I know that she ( ),
I know that I’m (soarin?)
(what i reap......water or water from creek)
And if I don’t speak, I know you ain’t growing,
Cause I’m a leader, respect him when you see him,
Accepted by the new bitch, old bitch and yo ( ) and yall alway on that B.S
And P.S. I’m taking all things, I’m taking off first,
This G6 is on his way!
WASAP!
Chorus: (x2)
No matter how far we go,
We’ll for eva be real, we’ll never fall,
All my niggaz stay down,
We know, we know!
We gonna get it so we’re live it
Just remember what we’re doing!
Won't stop!
How far will we go?
How far?
How far we go.
{All words in ( ) are yet unkown.}<br />
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Thanks to inda
