CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : N4L Game 2 - LA West
The Lost Metaphorz:
I’m stepping outside to be seen as a threat, we kneed for the anthem, they kneed on our necks
Demanding we equals, a fleeting respect, escaping the hood was the theme for success
Genesis Da God:
Yea
I Shock a G like the D with the X, I use the M for messiah complex
I have my Ryders come Rob you on set
Make 'em say "Whoa!” when I pull out the tec
Yea, steppin outside, cold as Ebola and COVID combined
I tell the coin to show me the signs, you’re not a pro and I see through your line
The Lost Metaphorz:
Sewing seams through the mind, weaving the W.E.B to subpoena Du Bois
Doctor the image, achieve the collage, we buried the truth so the eager survive
Bison:
I’m stepping outside, I got no mask on my guy, I guess I’m ready to die
But Johnson & Johnson already taking our lives, so what the f**k do we do now?
High Sunday:
They tell us abide, and get us to step back in line, and let us ingest all they lies
But when we comply, they tell us we’re sheep and pull the wool over our eyes, whatever, I’m stepping outside
Pour a sip of liquor on the ground, cuz the last time liquor ain't dry
Man I can’t lie, we all might suffer hard times, but we gon be alright
Bison:
So R.I.P. to DMX, he made me wanna be the best
I put an X on my chest instead of the S, it's like woah, won’t settle for less, go get some, go
I’m stepping outside to be seen as a threat, we kneed for the anthem, they kneed on our necks
Demanding we equals, a fleeting respect, escaping the hood was the theme for success
Genesis Da God:
Yea
I Shock a G like the D with the X, I use the M for messiah complex
I have my Ryders come Rob you on set
Make 'em say "Whoa!” when I pull out the tec
Yea, steppin outside, cold as Ebola and COVID combined
I tell the coin to show me the signs, you’re not a pro and I see through your line
The Lost Metaphorz:
Sewing seams through the mind, weaving the W.E.B to subpoena Du Bois
Doctor the image, achieve the collage, we buried the truth so the eager survive
Bison:
I’m stepping outside, I got no mask on my guy, I guess I’m ready to die
But Johnson & Johnson already taking our lives, so what the f**k do we do now?
High Sunday:
They tell us abide, and get us to step back in line, and let us ingest all they lies
But when we comply, they tell us we’re sheep and pull the wool over our eyes, whatever, I’m stepping outside
Pour a sip of liquor on the ground, cuz the last time liquor ain't dry
Man I can’t lie, we all might suffer hard times, but we gon be alright
Bison:
So R.I.P. to DMX, he made me wanna be the best
I put an X on my chest instead of the S, it's like woah, won’t settle for less, go get some, go
