C-Rayz Walz - LifeTime Bid lyrics

[Hook One: C-Rayz Walz] Sitting by my lonely Thinking ‘bout my homies Y'all don't really know me [Hook Two: C-Rayz Walz] If I died right now, I'd be mad upset ‘Cause the way I feel: I'm not finished yet But when I leave this body, I guess I did So for now, I'm doing this lifetime bid [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] Who's the real the terrorist? The industry or the senators The pig cops who wanna pop shots to injure us Sorry ‘bout The Towers, y'all. We been in Babel So don't give me a pound with sound—I might stab you This is for my thugs who bite the bullets and swallow the d** Bottles of blunts, hard-rock chumps, drama in clubs Do the math. You wanna know the path? Follow the slug I get paid if I could bottle the love. Now swallow the snow Ain't nothing f**ing fair in the cities of clutching fear Get your plastic melted like cla**ic batches of Tupperware f** coke! Before I go broke, I'll flip the raw flow And hit from every angle like a talented kid in a p**no By the way, I don't spit—my scripts get dumber, fams I'm a type of MC you label “Instant Summer Jam” Just add water, add sword. I add slaughter Add sun, moon, and stars—universal explorer holding my daughter In a Ford Taurus with the beast running towards us Kicking your door up just to rush your forefronts More beer, more blunts, more chicks, more bucks Keep acting p**y, rookie, keep getting f**ed up Plus I fight with light, incite camouflaged steelos God stay sharp amongst barb wire egos “It's a Wrap”—embedded the facts in hard drive The archive douse your pride with live “Peroxide” Pa** the dollar plus the math for the scholars Who laugh while feeding your cat to mad Rottweilers—don't stop to holler! I snatch your voice box and I don't drink beer I think, blink, stare, and share choice hops Well respect me now or you will later I'm cocodrilo in el barrio—alligator (The alligator) [Hook One: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Sitting by my lonely Thinking ‘bout my homies Y'all don't really know me [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Ayyo, we come through. Nine Inch Nails leave your tongue stuck You f**ed up, but that's life—thumbs up You missed out. See you next session. Stressing the mic blessing Play the background. You know? Glossary section sh** ain't the same on these streets no more Hit the battleground, prepare yourself for war Everybody want it all, gotta score in this game Two slugs in the clips—one is sure to hit the brain The most high—bless me. Vision absolute Life's a freefall—the mind's the parachute Situations are clouds or they appear to be And when you touch ground, you walk away—finally free I got stacks, rhymes, and beats to match I got stacks—real-a-real and that's I got stacks, nice dress shirts and slacks I got stack, cheese, and hoodie [Hook Two (Overlapped with Hook One): C-Rayz Walz] If I died right now, I'd be mad upset ‘Cause the way I feel: I'm not finished yet But when I leave this body, I guess I did So for now, I'm doing this lifetime bid [Hook One: C-Rayz Walz] (x6) Sitting by my lonely Thinking ‘bout my homies Y'all don't really know me [Outro: Phone Call Skit] [C-Rayz Walz] Yo Breezy, what's up? It's C-Rayz. Yo, basically, man, it's the bottom of the 9th, man. You're up to bat. You know'm saying? Don't fly out. You know'm saying? Hit me back, don't tag out. You know? f** it. Hit a home run. Let me know what's going on. So holla back. Hollat yo piño. Jalapeño. Peace [Voice Mail System] End of message