P.L. Style

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Yeah, let's take them back to that punchline style baby
 Who the fuck wanna battle and go
 The first two bars will make your whole body shake, rattle and roll
 Ain't no competition tonight
 I'm known as the best thing to hit rap since the invention of mics
 If you strapped then you gotta pop
 You don't got bodies, the only case you ever had was an Otterbox
 When my pen hits the pad it's unorthodox
 And I ain't trying to make friends, I ain't Courtney Cox
 Nigga it's crunch time
 And I'm hungrier than a fat person in the back of a lunch line
 Don't make a nigga hurt you
 It don't matter what color you is
 you're still green like a ninja turtle
 I spit facts only
 You can tell when I rap on a beat because it's like a holy matrimony
 It's like a marriage of carriage and baby trying to sleep
 Though they nitpick I won't let these fuck niggas get to me, nah
 Nigga why you hating on me I'm just doing my thing
 Lightskin, long hair, don't care about what you think, yeah
 You can't be mad at me dog it is what it is
 The beat is getting fucked like I'm doing porn
 And I don't trip when they try to
 clip me no matter what foot the shoe is on
 I write songs to the beats I made
 So you know that he got paid when he got played
 I been over these duck rappers
 How you let a nigga in the game that
 like to bend over and get fucked backwards
 Call him actress
 Since he can't rap I'ma send shots
 and keep using him as target practice
 Y'all are not stars
 You would think I was holding wet soap in the booth how I drop bars
 Yeah I'm dumb with the pen
 You ain't hard, only scars you got comes from a syringe
 Them tinted windows will creep on ya
 When it comes to making music I'm more instrumental than Sweetwater
 If you don't know what that means go and Google it
 Get your noodle hit, the heat will toaster struddle it, blow
 Nigga why you hating on me I'm just doing my thing
 Lightskin, long hair, don't care about what you think, yeah
 You can't be mad at me dog it is what it is
 I'm in it for the longevity
 I got the recipe and the equity to have my pockets on Precious, b
 You fuck around they gon' put you where the heavens be
 And have your family forced to hear a reverend speak
 I make a phone call
 And you cartoon Simpson ass niggas will get juiced like Orenthal
 I don't know about you, but I was born to ball
 Not to be spending my rec making phone calls
 Drive around in foreign cars, and designer labels
 Like a dummy iPhone I'm just showing off
 She see's that and she's feeling neglected
 Telling me you're gonna regret it if you ain't more involved
 Yeah that'll be the day
 When these little new age rappers focus on rap and not the pay
 Let's burn onetime
 I'm like a thirsty nigga wanting more
 juice I've returned to the punch line
 Nigga why you hating on me I'm just doing my thing
 Lightskin, long hair, don't care about what you think, yeah
 You can't be mad at me dog it is what it is
 Nigga why you hating on me I'm just doing my thing
 Lightskin, long hair, don't care about what you think, yeah
 You can't be mad at me dog it is what it is
 Yeah nigga, it feels good to be back
 For the first time, a-ha, yeah
 ) Lincoln Heights (Lincoln Heights, NorthEast) and we out
 Sheesh

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Duration
04:35
Key
6
Tempo
96 BPM

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