Lyrics

Who you know iller than Swan? Riddle me that My city sit on my back I really live what I rap I been standing on business, I'm too busy to chat They looking for handouts like they was giving me dap I don't even stand close to them I had guys that I had to cut ties with like a grand opening They couldn't hang even if I hand rope to them Like a bill that's past due, ain't no way you can't notice him I'm a renegade like Hov and Em Doper than opium When Im in this mode I'm in He never getting washed up but get a load of him And soak it in Put me on spin, here he go again Rappers like clothes out the drier, how I'm folding them I'm breaking the cycle I been going so crazy people actually think I'm a pshyco I should get in a ward, the way I'm spitting these bars Even with my old raps I could smoke cats You just gotta rock with it cause the flow crack No cap Every single bar is a whole fact Never hold back when I'm on wax They be saying "encore, run the song back" When they hear a Swan track Get a label contact Get the boy a contract Show me to the throne, that's the place that I belong at Blacking out like I wrote raps off of Prozac
Writer(s): Talbert Swan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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