Pokey Karaoke lyrics

by

Mach-Hommy


[Intro]
Yo
Know what I'm sayin', man?
Nah'mean? f*ck this rap sh*t, man
f*ck what all you n*ggas got to say about the God, man
It don't f*ckin' matter, n*gga
I'm one of the illest, n*gga, f*ck it
Check it

[Verse]
Remember back when I used to ride the train
Three hours to school, Common in my headphones, boots muddy
'Cause I was walking in the dead zone
I used to go through mad depression
As a adolescent, thirty pressin'
In the beginning it was mad stressin'
It was in-school suspension 'stead of math lessons
Yo word to Elzhi and Will Sessions
Point blank on the periodic table, the sh*t I write is literally fatal
They still pray that I fail
My mission is only to break down the gates of hell
I speak the same diction
This that sh*t the rap game been missin'
Free your mind if you in prison
I gives a damn if you like my rhymes
'Cause I'm one-of-a-kind
Still young, so this ain't even my prime
Way ahead of my time
If I can't rhyme, they you out of your mind
I had to make it off the stoop
Of my ass and into the booth
I put my life in every word, I hope you hearin' it, too
Hope you hearin' it through
I gets busy, do it for my n*ggas that's no longer with me
To translate the story, and all the legends that came before me
Let down from the game, so n*ggas watch how you slang
I swear this hip-hop sh*t ain't been the same
sh*t has really been takin' a change
Cause these pus*y n*ggas ain't respectin' the game
I took a drive by the east side where I used to reside at
I see the same sh*t infinitely stuck in a time lapse
Loud is the new crack, but crack is still crack
To get, you give back
The fifth kick back any time of the day
Youthful kids not outside to go play
Them little n*ggas rather play 2K
Mother hungover today, the big homie gave em a K
[Outro]
Uh
Yeah
It's Tha-motherf*ckin'-God, man
Vibin' out to this sh*t, man, I'm rocking on this f*ckin' mic, n*gga
Respect my sh*t, n*gga
Yeah
Uh
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