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Raisin' The Stakes

 

Raisin' The Stakes

(album: Goodbye Country (Hello Nightclub) - 2001)


Raising the stakes and rhyming 'em breaks, hey
Raising the stakes and rhyming 'em breaks, hey

We started from hooligans with brothers that shoot at jobs
Take it back around the way trying to build a future form
Our peoples are still lost get through no matter 'cause
We run it out of town but you still wanna floss
Not because you getting money, don't mean you better off
Can't join that late nights, now take that Gucci sweater off
Too heavy for rap, have to take a slight measure off
Spin that George broth back, you in that white colored cloth
Like Oliver North, my fate detected
My feelings is forced, bullets get ejected
Mothers scream into ours, I've been through the force
Sauteed rappers with sauce and mix them up with tofu
And no beef of course when I say give me some room
And I mean a loft big bitching too fast scenery from the boys
Greenery live with the torch, a bad piece hitting New York
You can't listen if you know that you're soft, jump on the stage
Chain rattling, the lance is street haggling
Underground scriptures thrown at you like a javeling
Tone of my voice unraveling, they fall in about
As quick as you know time is traveling
Can't you imagine that you see me every day on the streets
From crown heights to castle in the comfort castle back into my own speech
Mozambique, the time in Cologne that flavors have flown
Earn a few shillings then I'm heading back home setting the tone
And raising the stakes, and rhyming the breaks
High school flows giving rappers the shakes
On the corner posted up, Hennessy, styrofoam cups
Man we still living it's surprising like what
Bring on the skeptics, let them know ten years fully vested
Been down like Amadeus blend the eclectic
Respected like the full pound
It's like Horatio girl you gotta love the way it's going down

Raising the stakes and rhyming 'em breaks, hey
Raising the stakes and rhyming 'em breaks, hey
Raising the stakes and rhyming 'em breaks, hey
Raising the stakes and rhyming 'em breaks, hey

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