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Lloyd Banks

Value Of A Check

 

Value Of A Check

(альбом: The Course Of The Inevitable 2 - 2022)


Uh! Check me out! Yo!
I putting the scratches on your bum-ass face
(You trippin')
Warned you screwing you have to make the mistakes
(Hey listen)
Little be low how to get in contact
(New vision)
Bigging you up like you was holding me down
(You didn't)

Sometimes subtraction is the best addition
When the vision's multiplying so does all the skepticism
If I don't respect the judges, you can keep your recognition
You ain't as good as you think, I'm giving ego check and wisdom
Anybody could be touched, I fetal that position
For twenty, been cooking up, I pushed the Beamer out the kitchen
Everybody beating the cops, I need more opposition
Honor my religion, magic out of composition, nigga
My flow's RICO, to everything is Valentino
Half k the heathrow to move a hundred thousand free throw
I found the cheat code, spend my luck around casinos
I gave the game heroism for about a year

Whats your life for the value of a check?
Dead silence, niggas wilding for rat
Ain't no homage, fuck your time on the set
Hear the sirens, no rewind, no regrets
What's worse? More money or life with the stress?
Accomplishments get recognized with your death
Who got the heat? No surprise, take a guess
That'd be right, switching sides with the left

Uh!
This type delivery, pop up every other blue moon
You put words together perfectly, but ain't truth to 'em
You want to be placed with the legends in the game, it's too soon
They have a problem being by myself
And date a cool bloom, this shit on the tv, on the singular
Sucker crack a concrete stepping feet in the D-B white colour
Mary Mary 'fore I tune a teeny Cheche and Chong puff your dog you in your own way, time that you redefine suffer
Still get in my feet but I should peep around summers
Sky's the limit for your boy, hoping my demons flying under
Everything you need is in the book that keep the blind dumber
Share glasses while you window shop, a frequent line jumper
Fuck did the time go? It's like I just signed them condos
Still in all black design though, you're a combo
Don't let them punk you up I'm surgical with it, Alonzo
Bags of money only thing that's on my mind

Whats your life for the value of a check?
Dead silence, niggas wilding for rat
Ain't no homage, fuck your time on the set
Hear the sirens, no rewind, no regrets
What's worse? money or life with the stress?
Accomplishments get recognized with your death
Who got the heat? No surprise, take a guess
That'd be right, switching sides with the left
(I know, I know)

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