Severe The Mc, DJ Hoppa - Seeking The Purpose lyrics
[Severe The Mc, DJ Hoppa - Seeking The Purpose lyrics]
Abraham Lincoln couldn't set me free
I'm talked about
Yet feared like the punk police
Five-o five-o, you stuck, I duck run
You justify being a pussy like, he had a gun
Catch me at the White House chilling
Foot on my desk just making a milli
Off appealing
Cause trickery and treachery heavens
Awaiting nobody foolish
Like little kids screaming out "Killuminati!"
Yo, 2Pac would spit on you bandwagoners
Have you hiding while stashing your
Fat pack of herb
Wack raps alert! with these backpacker nerds
Spectacular, they think they could rap
Put you on the back of theirs
Cause you ain't standing for your own
Yo, your'e being fed run as fast as you can
Your still a shadow or dead
They got their hands up like a crucifixion
Feet lifted off the ground
Like checked off the hit list
Seeking a purpose
Within a place of uncertain
What actions scratching the surface
Who to believe in this circus? I said
I said, You seeking a purpose
Within a place of uncertain
What actions scratching the surface
Who to believe in this circus? I said
I'm rolling blunts on the bible my child
Offensive lyrics
See my dust while I pile these
Files of wild style vowels
And words like a beak on a bird
I'm the main stress to your health
All your fantasies burned
Once i stepped in the scene
Like a Facebook chick
You thought I was that but
I ended up being this
Leave you with a twist of my wrist
With a kick to the curb
I ain't seeing you no more
Like a stupid ass bird hoe, bitch slut
Whatever you want to call her
I roam in the dark
I'm kind of like the night stalker
Richard Ramirez, yes i kill with a
Passion, assassin, blastin' like cannons
Showcase no practice
I rip sixteens, like i rip your bitch's jeans
You rip nothing but farts
When you're done eating your beans
But all jokes aside, Yo
I'm down for the cause
You lost like Jay-Z did when
He stepped to Nas
I'm talked about
Yet feared like the punk police
Five-o five-o, you stuck, I duck run
You justify being a pussy like, he had a gun
Catch me at the White House chilling
Foot on my desk just making a milli
Off appealing
Cause trickery and treachery heavens
Awaiting nobody foolish
Like little kids screaming out "Killuminati!"
Yo, 2Pac would spit on you bandwagoners
Have you hiding while stashing your
Fat pack of herb
Wack raps alert! with these backpacker nerds
Spectacular, they think they could rap
Put you on the back of theirs
Cause you ain't standing for your own
Yo, your'e being fed run as fast as you can
Your still a shadow or dead
They got their hands up like a crucifixion
Feet lifted off the ground
Like checked off the hit list
Seeking a purpose
Within a place of uncertain
What actions scratching the surface
Who to believe in this circus? I said
I said, You seeking a purpose
Within a place of uncertain
What actions scratching the surface
Who to believe in this circus? I said
I'm rolling blunts on the bible my child
Offensive lyrics
See my dust while I pile these
Files of wild style vowels
And words like a beak on a bird
I'm the main stress to your health
All your fantasies burned
Once i stepped in the scene
Like a Facebook chick
You thought I was that but
I ended up being this
Leave you with a twist of my wrist
With a kick to the curb
I ain't seeing you no more
Like a stupid ass bird hoe, bitch slut
Whatever you want to call her
I roam in the dark
I'm kind of like the night stalker
Richard Ramirez, yes i kill with a
Passion, assassin, blastin' like cannons
Showcase no practice
I rip sixteens, like i rip your bitch's jeans
You rip nothing but farts
When you're done eating your beans
But all jokes aside, Yo
I'm down for the cause
You lost like Jay-Z did when
He stepped to Nas