Let's Get - Specifics

Let’s get live in this motherfucker

If we gonna rhyme on a track, come through

Sweat

Dive in the cypher, no vets

Live on the set to the back of the blue room

Direct to your tape decks duke, with next tunes

That have your neck bruised from the wreck

I catch it

Never let your bankroll stretch it

Son i’m matching bets, the raps get deaded

Beheaded

Thick and fed chickenhead undead redheaded stud said

Get me a cup wench quick with stuff in it

Must have been another tough breakfast, no bread, no spinach

Oh yeah, let’s wreck it, what you told me?

To eat?

No energy leads to weak shows

He’s a solider, keep a dome full of bright concepts

In real life, wouldn’t even know to get a bite when i’m hungry

Hold up, ho, hug me, deep in the snow, im slow, deep in the hole i

Dug me

See to write brilliant is so tragic

Really its a nightmare, type of rare magic

Right there, thats it, how i gotta stab it in the lab with the comrades

Hype

What a life, yeah

I do it like half dead stone age wooly mammoth

Misunderstand he a cold bully no heart hammer within

No you can’t hear it beat my ribs, my feet, the tims

The only pulse i need’s the track

Let me just fast for another week, suck it up, run with me

Rum whiskey and wanna be great, windup with jay’s kidney

But i need to live to flip the same gift, see if anyone can last

And conquer music then i can cause i’ve got that constitution

And need a breakthrough jam, can do, scribble something new

Through a couple slugs of pickle juice

I’ll sleep when the street gets the sweet new edition

Now hunker down, beat hunger malnutrition weak

With the crew we can cook it up, just like the clique to come through

And have a bad day looking up