BIG C - City of Clarksville lyrics

[Female Spoken Voie] This is....a public service announcement [Verse 1: Big C] Surrounded by some Mac Miller wannabe's Played out gonna be's Spit that crack sh** that dope sack marijuana freeze Unless you gonna ease my mind, please Do me a favor, don't be a cause at least Adding up the numbers trying to get into the decimals Trying to write some history in these verses make it legible Through this accent, yeah the dopesest dope I ever spoke Impeccable. What's the beef, turn ya to a vegetable Bread basket full of rhymes none of 'em edible f** they mother for some fame damn on some Oedipal Complex sh**...so incestual Feelings for the bread but they actions are A-Sexual Vegetal mind state make your hate addressable To Kiss-My-Ass Avenue and Eat-A-Dick Congressional District. I know this sh** probably hard to swallow But I promise it's digestible In my own lane and you see this b**h impregnable Motion of this current flow is just so perpetual Reach of a politician, speech of intellectuals Theories and thoughts, yeah we speaking hypothetical Speak in hushed tones, microphone priest confessional Back beat acting purely as that processional Thank God I stop myself for actions were irreparable Tried to wear some shoes that I know I couldn't step into Amazing how a young mind is just so impressionable Of course then again it's just thoughts all conceptional Try this sh** at home kids but realize were professionals Cause we're getting paid... [Spoken Big C] Ohh...you are too? Well f** it [Verse 2: Big C] f** it do it anyways Acting as a renegade Master of this B.S. I'mma B.A Can't match my centigrade But still try and imitate Intimidate me? That's a laugh I insinuate Penetrate deep into the mind Where I find all the hopes that I ventilate Let me state I feel that I constantly authenticate But the hardest steel will survive the hottest flames Proof is in the pudding off putting it constrains Vice grips on the crimes we commit to feel sane Blood upon the sand oil money in Bahrain Would probably motivate anyone to go invade And if you got the arms you can bring about the change And if you got the will then there's bound to be a way Unless you got more gwop then there's no need to fight fair Twisted up reality these dreams into nightmares Need the brand new Adidas, Griffies, and them Nike Airs Captain Kirk steeze get dressed and boost my light years Be the motto in the CLK TEN From the finish line, waiting competition to begin Surely there will be a response, if an advocate will instigate Like four watches on my wrist, got some extra time to wait Never would expect this sh** but put it on hiatus Assemble on my forces, yeah the posse comitatus And Limit your sh** talking to them actions of flatus And recognize the King MC of ClarksVegas