B.G. - Newspaper Stand lyrics

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B.G. - Newspaper Stand lyrics

First few lines of everyone's first record is sh** So imma do it retro, boot up 8 bit Under these streetlamps is where I get lit Kick you out of the game like U.S. did to the brit I see a page fly by right beside me Missed the box you be littering on my street Paper always do you better than bright pocket Detroit home your phone and triple lock it This tech connects people but make them blind Paper News receding like Lebron's Hairline Life gave lemons, but I'm feeling sublime Newspaper's like my girl, cause man she's a dime If you think i'm dope, man I ain't even tryin If you think i'm sh**, your girls probably in line Trying to find my nemo, as she's slightly inclined See my fresh figure and shes screaming mine, mine! Some of the rappers out here spit about some real sh** While most rappers out there are real sh** Most kids tweet, not wall street I reckon Phones attracting them like tween girls to 5 seconds But pay attention now cause I am your leader My bars schooling more black kids than Angelina Tallest brown man in the game since Doctor Dre All these basic hoes want me like my name chipotle *Break* And it goes a little something like this x4 *Break* I lay you down on my bars, they soft as satin Call me Davy Jones cause I'm releasing the kraken Speaking of pirates, you'll be shipwrecked Not by the black pearl, but by this brown deck Rhymes flow like the ocean, I keep west Coastin' VW PASSAT crusin' in slow motion Spitting fire, so hot, Here is some lotion Heal up your life points while I sip on that potion Tricky like a legerdemain, rolling in those benjamins These bars sneak behind and surprise you call me Slenderman My ostentatious flow so dope sentenced to penitentiary Rap doubles as a supplement to SAT vocabulary Lyrics so on point that it might cause irritation Lyrics so tough, that they can't be solved by an asian Lyrics so hot that they're measured in Kelvin Lyrics so fresh they store them in aisle Seven Next few lines will make Mozart burn his wig Make 2Pac resurrect, and make Tyrion big ZP Spreading like Cancer, World's Smoking a cig Labels Sign over this tan, guess I'm pulling the trig Big Cereal mogul cause I'm cashing hella Chex Close shaved the game, dropping beats like i'm Skrillex Burned down Sleep Train cause I'm better than the rest Hope you were taking notes cause this will be on the test

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