K. Sparks - Jazz Theory

Warrup dawg, it's midnight fantasy
That's word to all my family, black ties
A funeral black guys, the usual chest ties
The few of you is baptized, that do to you
Snatty knows chit in the ghetto
Just get on my level and mommy told me kid never settle
I feel like a rebel, to stay with the trouble
The heat make wailing out like some ???
After he turned it be slayed
If I wanted I could get it, that's the most that heat made
I don't do it for the money 'cause already he paid
Stay investin', never stressin' like a bad day
Park my money different places, I'm a vale
Put my faith in God, see me from the slums
Cardboard boxes, for my haters, they some bums
I don't mess with the lames 'cause they hurt you
It's geometry how the squares will fit the circle

Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
I'm tryina get it, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
??? daddy, I'm tryina get a chair

Penetrate, lyrically I put you in your place
Call that real estates, plans that falls crazy
Hemino scrape me, send them off to see the wiz like amber rose baby
Up on visitation after they divorce, center crisis
Who the nicest that slice this and hate it like I'm Isis
When it come to features that
Reason everybody want the kid around
Call me taxis
But I don't cut them no slack, guess I'm a bad teller
In the black trailer, that's a rap failure
Blast number 2 door, past the rate coupon
All these rappers suck, they need a deal, go to groupon
You and your whole team trash, don't need to glamorize
Cutting b stars, still I got thrown by some samurais
That's word to Cino and Reno playing in my casino
Do it like a beetle and we know it's word to Al Pacino
I just be the smartest, sketching in the sewer system, underground artist
Sick of finestic trip and it's stress
I'm Michael Jordan every feature make em pippin' it best
On their own song verse for verse dog they know it's over
I roast sun like corn rove and cross over, get it?
Our first son Allen used to have a tattoo with the same bad news

Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
I'm tryina get it, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah

They say an apple a day will keep the doctor away
So I keep a couple sheers of apples stack in my portfolio
Running round like a rodeo,
Couple people that know me though
Telling me that's my homie, though
Actions is all we only know
'Cause last year alone life got shocking
My mama died of cancer from my aunt dead in Brooklyn
??? watch eyes fade to black, spear with the make-up
And this is my reality, feeling just like a casualty
Really but love is family
Silly they wanna battle me
Pennies up to my salary
Really but never rattle me
Chilly but then actually
Just a passion for rapping that's what I came with
'Cause my life just equal to entertainment
Just a passion for rapping that's what I came with
'Cause my life just equal to entertainment

Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
I'm tryina get it, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah
Bass, vibe, rhyme, yeah

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