Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Acknowledgement, artist - Defari. Album song Rare Poise, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Indie
Song language: English
Acknowledgement |
They say they care about the man |
Well, hey hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Hey, hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Well, hey hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Hey, here I stand |
Old school like the Rams in California |
New school like, «Why you back in California?» |
Dues are paid off and I don’t flaunt the credit |
All I want, what is rightfully mine with no edits |
Old school, off the stairs to pull-ups |
I’m a square to a pimp, but never when I pull up |
Young Ruby Deezy, blowin' big treezy |
Reppin' these locals, don’t trip, be easy |
Make papers, no favors for you fuckin' haters |
We off hiatus, to the show and tell 'em, «See you later» |
Off the bench before the 6 wasn’t popular |
I shock the drop and drove a Phantom to the opera |
I keep my word, they never doubtin' all my promises |
I drink for dolo, so the alcohol’s anonymous |
I speak for dolo, I’ma always know what time it is |
I got 'em locked in, I’m old school, Simon Says |
I take their mind on a memory of Gregory Hines |
I spit her just a little game, works every time |
I take a note of every symbol seen in every sign |
Sincerely Evidence, my fingerprints on every line |
They say they care about the man |
Well, hey hey, hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Well, hey hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Hey, here I stand |
I’m in this Rolls Royce wishing on a star |
Buying Booker’s at the bar, giving muthafuckas BARS |
New school like Tesla |
This beat is like the key to the vault with all the treasures |
I’m off the one, I hit the boom on every measure |
Accumulate material, releasin' all the pressure |
I’m not for rudeness, I’m strict off Smooth |
Operator, Big Daddy Kane, cookin' up some new shit |
Uh, we used to do it in the park |
Like Bruce, can’t start a fire without a spark |
This gun’s for hire, spit it to the metal through the wire |
And tryin' to see if I can die before the day that I retire |
Focused daily, coastal like Corpus Christi |
Far Westy, I grew up in an ocean city |
Bay city, godmothers feed 50 |
I get Tha Liks—Tash, J-Ro, E-Swifty |
That’s all nifty, 130 proof whiskey |
I mean bourbon, man, I’m just an alkie earnin' |
Adult swimmin', fast cars and fast women |
Another lap and we just passed in the beginning |
They say they care about the man |
Well, then, hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Well, then, hey, here I stand |
They say they care about the man |
Hey, here I stand |
You’re a rest haven for hoes |
You’re a car thief, a car thief |
That one you got out there is probably hot as a firecracker right now |
It was 35,000 dollars, 35,000 dollars cash money |
35,000 dollars plus one, right? |
The one I gave you |
No, you gave me six, though, right? |
I had it when it was six |
And now 35,000 plus one plus six is seven |
35,000 dollars is seven, right? |
Muthafucka, can you buy that? |