Bombay - Rap Dope lyrics

[Verse 1] Ayo relax soul,and rap dope Surpa**ed hope I was young, survived life Lightskin ridin' with Co$$, making runs making funds Snatch you off the mic if you wasn't nice This is rap, I script the ridiculous You could kiss me once, reciting Biggie get that n***a hung Cuban links cost too much, I broke a brick f** you think slum, 83' N.W.A. TJ Beast My rap like, bring a n***a back like AZ Life was a b**h that never raised me I'm from the 80's you could picture me crazy Kinda gravy with that wavy flow I need that Caddy or Mercedes so your lady know That i'm from Cali y'all Page me after 8 and we'll be straight Bombay on the breaks and it's a day Rap Dope [Verse 2] She shined all the time Put the Piru on my mind Pardon me, for my love I'm doing fine I'm sure you looking good, pushing good Wa**up with that, watchu' talking? You knew I would, what the deal witchu' doll? I see you lookin' all delectable, it's quite huxtable Of you to get involved No more pushing the bu*ton when the stick up kid is bu*toned up in that bu*ton up Hope I ain't stuck up Pardon my mouth but I don't wanna sock my watch in your mouth I grew up with the fuzz huggin my [?] He-Man, W-F, Autobot, Robocop, doughnuts, ice cream trucks, Parliament Funk Fresh Prince with the comic, one pant leg doing the LL It never failed, running hoes in my penny Smashing left overs stolen from Denny's, rolling from fifties Folding up 50's, posing with the whole sh**, sewn up with me On the low for the city though Rap Dope [Verse 3] Destined to do it Blessing the presents with the presence A steadier message, who is you foolin'? Calvin Coolin' with that Doolittle soundtrack I rep the squad, Def Jam CDs in my napsack Raekwon, Pooh Bear, leaning on my low life No life is no joke, the microphone fiends on the mic Saul Willams was silly, I never met him, a pity really Even still though, I honor the professor, none the lesser I play the movie, not the director, it's never better Some n***as need to keep they sh** together like EPMD Fugees etcetera, the plethora, miles ahead of ya I tell em smile forever but you'll never last I shot the best dressed in cla** cuz he made me wear the best I had I'm never mad though, relax soul, back roll The teacher asked how I get that much cash flow Rap Dope, n***a