Lyrics 54 - Reks

54

Yeah, yeah, yeah
All this shit I could rap to right here I could rap to right here…
Kinda like this nigga’s bitch, man!
Who got the K shit, yeah, yeah!
OK, yeah, I rap it that right there, yeah
Glorious sanitations and hellos
In other ways it’s peace to my hip-hop fellows
Been a lot of ups and downs in the ghettos.
Not the loud or the pistols
Talking about crowds up in Bristol
Skyping with my kids, 'daddy miss you!'
Wish I can be there to hug and kiss you
Distance the issue, relentless the.
AKA grind shit get big time
Cook the classic, wake them up,.
Vinnie style, pimping… superior to inferior, lead a chit-chat
The shout to the missing martyrs fuck for all us
Beautiful parlors with the giant jogging from the nagging
Father MC, the father MC to God be the glory
Spouse to the victim, off the chain, the scale of Richter
Mr. Glass meet the pain inflector
Cross out your name, add me to the list of
Quietest … in the lips like whispers
Grown to a venomous growl, my signature wild
Wow!
Is so glamorous
More cash, style, you … often
I’m in love with the pen!
Upper class, see you all with ass with the…
Master craftsmen swept past as if this is past emotion
Picture closed caption,
In the zone adapting to the habitat, better feel…
Tone like a thunder clap
All my GOB, number jack like one on one, I make you bow wow
Nigga bow down, the jewels for the crown
You fools send me down as I sizzle Sorte
… these sounds all day, flawless flaw, my… on my vocation
Sun shines … shout full cap
Gift the gap oh shade.
Talking cute not the cousin…
Verbal aka machine gun talk
Make them lean like the fiend gone dumb
Bagger scumb… you Shawty…
And you also come to the world perfect
…verses make you think of a funeral service
Rest in peace to your bitch ass MCs
Eyes watching God that you niggas nervous!
Word up!