Sadat X - Sway in the morning freestyle lyrics

[Sway] You got a beat [Sadat X] Yeah [Sway] Alright, Sadat X [Sadat X] Oh yeah This is dedicated to my... to my bunny crew today Imma do this for my bunnies Check it out I don‘t care if the girl was right She gave good top and that sh** felt aight‘ You could look at me with spite But I ain‘t about to get in no race fight Pro blackly, just look at me and be tight Pay my rent and make my day be bright You feel some type of way - didn‘t take it as a slight When I was locked in jail, you ain't sittin‘on kite What happens in the dark, will surely come to light Would a n***a catch a case, so now you wanna bite I keep n***as of balance in a state of fright My cousin's a doctor, the other sell white One work in the day, the other play at night Violent in a way that you can say polite If I missed anybody - it's an oversight Hold on ma' you got an over –bite But them jeans and that a** is oh – so tight Ay yo, check it out, check it out What happens in the dark Will surely come to light Yo, can I, can I do one more? [Sway] Yo yo yo, Sadat X You're Sadat X, of course you can Let's go [Sadat X] Let's go then Yeah, I'm not caught up on what's hittin' I'm still gettin' n***a, I'm still fittin' As always, I started in the hallways And I know that grind, but it's a better kind More legal, and basically, you're still getting the same eagle Under the radar, I never want my name poppin' up In them agencies - tagged. Bad from afar I don't wanna be a star by face You can't go no place And that jam, yo when I make my lil'moves I be in spots where they play rare grooves The energy is different from when there's blood in the air And there's no guns there And usually that mean more brawls And I don't wanna be there with just n***as There's nothin'fly in that and I'm not buyin'that I've seen wars, dudes shoot through the doors Stash out the floors, flip once and get your brain on the mailbox Subtoxin', I understand n***as ain't boxin' That's why I'm bout'my business on both fronts I told yall n***as once – some n***as don't even get a warning Project dowls [?] wreck smiles, cause beef roll the leaf yo Check this out, understand I am the author of the punks joint I know the hoes from hunt's point The livin' legend on two feet I'm the whisper in the hallways I give it to you all ways And more ways than one And if I can't get the job done, I give it to my son Say my name seven times, I hate to sell it for seven dimes Off to nothing creed, we all bleed It's tragic, you had a bag of that blue magic Our obsessure, our mind taker The deal breaker, a slight nod But I'm the sh**, word to God What you do behind closed doors is yours No man is without flaws You can ignore the laws But when they come with that off the state federal supermax You better have super facts or boss legal team Martin Luther died with a dream Malcolm followed, h**n swallowed The 70's, the 80's bought crack, cooked the c**aine Thank god n***as don't really f** with meth They'd blow up the projects Street chemistry gone astray I'm sellin'joints and 50 cent cigarettes Not racial, not rainbow n***as sneakin', bringin'home, they know STD's, rappin'on CD's h*mo thugs, recreational promo d** I'm the rare n***a, the “out your head” n***a I'm on the corner yall The Great Dot X, The Wild Cowboy #1 Imma say one more thing, check this out Representin'my Bronx area, understand, check this out We got the 2, the 4, the 5, the 6 Bronx, TNT, Crips and Bloods in the mix My n***as stay at Where the Yankees play at When they hit that home run we hear that But it's too many police there My dudes don't go near that We bein' jimmies pullin'on brown braids Didn't mean to survoy pullin' up on black shades We got doctors, dope, kids that scream hope And cats that will beat you with a bag full of soap Some got no money, my dudes beat up the 20's Get the next set and remain a threat We family men, no, nuttin' come between us Me and shorty was on concords, but ya'll ain't' seen us Now we'll work all day to make that thing go right And if that thing move slow my dogs will hug the night Catch the morning rays of tomorrow's days The first pace, my cats waitin' in the worst ways Dodgin' the hurts dodgin'the 161st Drinkin' buds, makin' packs and doing sin for X But that's how it is for my particular Blacks and Puerto Ricans We workin' hand in hand You know my man Souls [?] hey that's my man Understand, the Bronx is a world war My n***as wear the colours of the crayons Back in the days it was just silks and ray-ons That's what it is The Great Dot X, I never stop No, no DNA, I'm untraceable Yeah, Yeah That's what it is, yo