"No Need For Lactose" lyrics
The projects is a paradox, the Pyrex I rather not
But what else? How I felt with this rap, I ain't have a shot
From havin' spots this lead to havin' blocks that lead
To McLaren drops that lead to havin' ops indeed
When bodies drop, they bleed, nobody stops to see
What was once a playground now is just a spot to pee
Possibly, it's just us, hypocrisy is a must
Mockery of a buck, what poppy seeds you touch?
Cock squeeze and bust, lock her knees and thrust
In the back of the Bent', them black tints wasn't enough
Never worried of nothing, her body curvy, I'm cuffin'
Cussin' loud in them lobbies, probably high from puffin'
Probably die from frontin' if focus wasn't embedded
Coldest one with the leverage, smokers had even said it
Hell was where I was headed, lost but had a fetish
Torch lit, but gotta give the mix some credit
Word up, what?
For my hype nigga, trife nigga, yo, twenty-five to life, nigga
What? For my hype nigga
Trife nigga, yo, twenty-five to life, nigga
Twenty-five to life, livin' life on spite
Spittin' nice on mics, had to get me a slice
Uncut Vizzy, homie here get busy
Shout to Nas my Nizzy, we survive the gritty
Five boroughs the city, fly thorough and witty
No furloughs at fifty, sippin' Merlot and litty
Dizzy off the livin' like Mike, I'm flyin' pigeons
Between a wife and women, it's hard to fight decisions
Every day is a movie, I'm from the era of Uzis
Chunky chains was dookie, subway trains was spooky
Razor blades was real, taper fades and grills
Never felt played if I make her paid the bill
Even bitches was ballin', you see the pictures we all in
Now picture nigga just fallin', the standard ones is crawlin'
Father time is on us, it's borrowed time on them corners
The sorrow minds is goners, they gave us time to warn us
But what else? How I felt with this rap, I ain't have a shot
From havin' spots this lead to havin' blocks that lead
To McLaren drops that lead to havin' ops indeed
When bodies drop, they bleed, nobody stops to see
What was once a playground now is just a spot to pee
Possibly, it's just us, hypocrisy is a must
Mockery of a buck, what poppy seeds you touch?
Cock squeeze and bust, lock her knees and thrust
In the back of the Bent', them black tints wasn't enough
Never worried of nothing, her body curvy, I'm cuffin'
Cussin' loud in them lobbies, probably high from puffin'
Probably die from frontin' if focus wasn't embedded
Coldest one with the leverage, smokers had even said it
Hell was where I was headed, lost but had a fetish
Torch lit, but gotta give the mix some credit
Word up, what?
For my hype nigga, trife nigga, yo, twenty-five to life, nigga
What? For my hype nigga
Trife nigga, yo, twenty-five to life, nigga
Twenty-five to life, livin' life on spite
Spittin' nice on mics, had to get me a slice
Uncut Vizzy, homie here get busy
Shout to Nas my Nizzy, we survive the gritty
Five boroughs the city, fly thorough and witty
No furloughs at fifty, sippin' Merlot and litty
Dizzy off the livin' like Mike, I'm flyin' pigeons
Between a wife and women, it's hard to fight decisions
Every day is a movie, I'm from the era of Uzis
Chunky chains was dookie, subway trains was spooky
Razor blades was real, taper fades and grills
Never felt played if I make her paid the bill
Even bitches was ballin', you see the pictures we all in
Now picture nigga just fallin', the standard ones is crawlin'
Father time is on us, it's borrowed time on them corners
The sorrow minds is goners, they gave us time to warn us
