A Rudegal Tab Raw Rap over the Clipse instrumental….
At first I just wanted to spit some hot shit over this beat out of excitement for the return of one of my fave hip-hop groups — but after the first line popped out, it was clear I needed to vent some shit I hadn’t let go of in a Rudegal fashion.
If you read my last post then you’ll understand the lyrics a bit better.
Here’s the lyrical breakdown below:
Undercover agents on the low low
Acting like they’re straight but they are homo
Slither in my dms for the promo
I keep the grass cut for da snakes,
play da game and raise da stakes;
they always go broke
Got vampiras in a chokehold
Sunk their teeth into my energy to morph tho
Bled some life into their art — high off my coco
Aura farming petty lames
Always exposing the other face they don’t show
Wolves in sheep’s clothing
Study what I’m holding
Bombing me with fake love
Hope to get dat toe in
Hope I don’t be knowing
Secrets they be stowing
But the warnings in my dreams had me see thru what you showing:
Emperors new clothing
Ain’t buying what was stolen
You can trick the other try hards
I ain’t bending, I ain’t folding
Ask the others what I told em;
Predicted all your moves
And watched it play out to expulsion
Different Smith, same revulsion.
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