Rap Gods lyrics

Song information

Artist: Andre Nickatina
Album: Tears Of A Clown

Lyrics

Im still standin.
This for the rap gods.

(Andre)
I tried to earn wings but, I think I grew horns
And maybe thats why mc's rock me like porn
Flowin like the water in the mississippi river
I suppose it grows in the hennessey sipper, thank me
To do a show, and we tryin to do a palace, like a midnight jet
My soul roams off to dallas
Its somethin like cream when we hustle on the scene
Other mc's and freaks wanna join the team
Dealers would fly, ride the engines of pimps
The colors were candy coated, incredible rims
And my dreams of what people sayin, dont get a job
I realize now it was all the rap gods
I slither through the streets like a boa constricter
On my car dashboard got the gangsta pictures
Sportin leather and energy , could that be me?
Smokin weed listenin to run dmc?
My repute as a rap child, emotions of steel
Represent with no crew man, your life is sealed
Attitudes of all kinds, with gun's to present em'
C-notes don't last long, we cant wait to spend em'
Hos, cars, and bars, weed, greed, and clothes
Maintain my woman, clown the rest of these hos
Man, my festive up braid the truth of a rhyme
After restin on jeopardy to my lifetime grind
Im like an angel thats high smoken' weed up in heaven
We're as crooked as reverends, b-ball playground legends
Triangle, some say cincinatti bang hos, star spangled
Hand cold as chris krango
We break hearts, and crack rif rafs
Take trips far, shop at the gap
Taught by the rap gods to shoot the gift
So I blessed it with some weed, bacon, eggs and grits
I can block the sun, like a solar-eclipse
My homie said he had a yacht but I don't mess with ships
The freak said she hated dope dealers, they clock they ends
I said which is why ur payin this rapper then
Nickatina, im something like sinbad the sailor
Dressed in red and black, the true signs of a raider

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