Marlon Craft, Ricky Motion - We Ain't Shit lyrics

Young Gentleman 'Fuck about your sentiments
Harder than some sediment
Bitch, I'm in my element
All my shit a mixture of
Street talk and eliquence
Sweet talk irrelvant keep your benevolence
I never needed it
I see a world that y'all never see
And now they begging me to quit
I'll never be legit on their terms
Left college and skipped all their demands
I was drunk at graduation
Writting bars in a stance

Uh, in the civic, cruising on 80
Bumping music that's soothing
Skidding, bruising the pavement
He's misbehaving
Fucking drugs for entertainment
Think his brain is vacant
He's unruly, fetch the tazer
It's E, the kryptonian with slender physique
That alien flooding the streets
Straw hat, tending to the farm
Harvesting beats doing donuts on the track
The go-kart in the street

I'm eatin' pasta, watching Kenny & Chuck
I wouldn't take one if you lent me a fuck
I been a visionnary industrious complex
Someting like the military
"One more, one more, one more!"
I hear my liver dare me
Uh, listen fam, you an actor
They try to judge the color of this book
And they don't want to take
A chance on this rapper
'Til I have 'em going crazy from
The stands to the rafters
Shaking hands with me after

A lighter and some Kool-aid on my night-stand
Kool-aid rendez-vousin' with a damsel
She's a light 10 (enlighting)
Hate it when she stressin'
Keep her fresher when I'm typing
Dedicated bar to all the twitter
Stars and light skins
It's the mad hatter but his hat his missin'
Rappin' with a sappy gimmick
Daggers to the back for any hack
That gives me that description
The statement's too heavy, dawg
My back is doing all the liftin'
Shock 'em with these half of writtens
Supercalifragilistic

Ice in the whiskey
Pad is on the glass, in the rim
Style so different fuck a human instrument
Shawtys' like "We into him"
I'm sensitive as inner skin
But still I'll smack a rapper in
The mouth off a simple wimp
Had it with these simpletons
Spitting on ya dap
Beating the shit outta rap
Ripping emcess from limb to limb
Y'all about as real as the
Face structure of Little Kim
I ain't givin' you
Only share my thoughts on my inner brim

Back to the sequence relay on the track
All you busters can go succulently
Draw up on my sack 23 year old artifact
Catalyst for heart attacks
Toe-to-toe on cardiac
Bro, you don't want no part in it
Your keys, toss 'em in the bowl by the window
Along with inhibitions
Roll it up in cigarillo
Long forget the fools and minnows
Sire's arrived and I be cooler than a
Pillow on it's opposite side