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Camouflage Unicorns

 

Camouflage Unicorns

(album: Student Of The Game - 2013)


[Verse 1:]
This voice and I ain't fake, jury niggas faker than they chain
The audio, the mixed show, I still obtain
Queens legend, it's Nas and it's me
Anyone to disagree I smack em out they misery
16 years, blood sweat in my tears
I wanna do a last report for everyone that cares
Or maybe I'm just anxious like a dude for a settlement
Maybe people don't think that seeing it is relevant
It's a uphill battle when you're still rich
And your first hit date back to '96
It's like that ya'll, it's like that ya'll
I heard Akh, I told em rep left rack ya'll
He said wait a year or two, you ain't gotta press me
He gonna fuck hoes for free, and get a little sexy
Yea, he was right about that
And many years later, he's still writin about that
'Cause I'm the left rack king, I don't care wutchu say to me
Say I don't make sense, cool, that's okay with me
Same niggas wanna hang all day with me
And DJ's gonna play what I play
And I can break down everything that I say
Sud a whole Muscata that I drink every day
And I be daydreamin in the nighttime
Feeling like a boxer when it's fight time

[Hook: x2]
It's a uphill battle, that nigga's probably hang up
Uphill battle, and my niggas never changed up
Uphill battle, some they pussy and just play tough
My uphill battle, hey you leakin on that pavement

[Verse 2:]
It's not what I rock, it's murder, get indicted for what I wear
Life is beautiful, I cherish every breath of air
Disregard the past like I was never there
They shot a round with my style like I was Fred Astaire
Yea, Raris and Rovers, bitches love Mikey more than they love Sousa
Salute old boy, OG, soldier
Carrera shades on, Louis Vuitton loafers
Everything healthy, I stay fed
I hold toast, I ain't talkin bout baked bread
Shake fast, no matter the odds we can make it
We been married to game, that's still newlyweds
Mili taming, 2-5 shit is sacred
I rock shades and my future look too bright
I rep the east, similar to true life
Shit on your crash tables, snake eyes, shoot dice
Supreme like Jennifer Griff, all I'm seeing is green
Dirty Sprite, codeine got me on lean
For my G's with they dreams on a triple beam
Freedom ain't free but the money gave me
Fuck yo swag, we supa fly
And my dogs commit suicide
Never fall of QB, top of New York
Spit flames, cocktail, nigga like a Molotov
Self-made, student of the game
Killing Queens and my bars wrapped out at all cost

[Hook: x2]
It's a uphill battle, that nigga's probably hang up
Uphill battle, and my niggas never changed up
Uphill battle, some they pussy and just play tough
My uphill battle, hey you leakin on that pavement

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