Violet Stardust - Rap Game lyrics

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Violet Stardust - Rap Game lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Trip] They might call this sh** the rap game but this sh** ain't a joke though Guess you ain't get the memo sh** is boomin over here like metro Come on homie pick up the tempo A label full of fables y'all must be rapping in falsetto You all are a bunch of puppets and I'm pulling strings like gepetto I'm a king like the team from Sacramento Was once a lonely fellow till I picked up the mic and I started to strike fear into my competition f** the opposition cause y'all can't f** with my compositions f** the politicians this right here is my petition We need to get with the times and not carry on tradition When I get pa**ed the herb it's a ma**acre Pa** it to the pa**enger trippy squad blowing up like the challenger Better not talk sh** cause then I get on my pac sh** hit em up and ride on my enemies On the mic I've got murderous tendencies I stay on top of things guess that's why they don't understand me I rap like there's no Grammy For that last line they might ban me Don't care though cause I am me The t r i double p y [Verse 2: Darkstar] I smoke a cig before I dig a grave to save and pave away the hurt for this soul So alive and willing to strive but never whole That's how life divides and recedes to different lives But besides this pain builds lives and beats foes, shows and my scars grow Five hideous days in a row, what makes someone's weak that's a hideous week I's inner demon with insidious peaks, with the cold I'm feeling The bold, and when birthed at the top there's no disastrous meets Never sold this life isn't a prop Never figured to stop even when it felt like there was scissors in my socks I never drop, I've felt this life before Carrying a cross is the cost but you lived for this chore Evolve and never dissolve With no money a hustle can solve, doesn't mean you're poor What's it for should we plant the seeds Start the starship and leave Taking lsd to see the first untold prophecy, I'm a light entity so f** this anxiety I appeal to deal with my blessing trees, that turns green these bars are entrance fees I give this soul out but it's never for free strike the weak

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