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Joey BADA$$ - FromdaTomb$ (feat. Chuck Strangers) Lyrics

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  • [Intro]
  • (Go Brooklyn)
  • So what it's like
  • Joey Badass, Chuck Strangers
  • Leave niggas endangered
  • It's the real, yo what's the word word?
  • Pass the herbs
  • Check
  • [Verse 1 - Joey Bada$$]
  • My man Dirty had the buddha just to put me in my right mind
  • I rhyme stoned, drop jewels and bright lines
  • Cite dimes, it's like closed eyes, I'm slight soapa
  • Ma you ain't that gold at giving throat so, bye
  • F it I'm bi-polar, took shorty to the backroom
  • Play charades, she actin like a vacuum
  • Showed her to the door before the afternoon
  • She fell hard on the floor, so you know that she'll be back soon
  • Fake MC's get their reps ruined
  • Young villain hop up on the track in the check room
  • Click-clack-boom, resurrecting Boom-Bap from the tombs
  • Raps dope like crack and cacoons
  • Back in this mood, back on the move
  • It's the mother*****ing real, nigga chill act cool
  • Pay respect to the cat drool
  • And I'm way too blessed to be throwing shots at you
  • [Hook]
  • Big ups to Brooklyn, home of the realest
  • Big ups to Brooklyn, home of the era
  • [Verse 2 - Chuck Strangers]
  • I'm tryna find my own lane, in this freeway of life
  • Just remember home boy there ain't no free way to life
  • My nigga it's gon' cost you, try not to lose your soul
  • To the rims, hoes, and gold
  • Cause once the devil grab hold, that nigga ain't letting go
  • And I'm far from religious, I just know right and wrong
  • I know how to write these songs
  • I know how to light these bongs
  • I know how to rip thongs
  • And I'm pretty good at beer pong, nigga
  • I'm so crazy, nigga I'm loco
  • Gassed up like Sunoco, press the pedal through the floor
  • Put tree out the door, Vroom vroom skeeeet
  • ***** love don't live here no more
  • Cause her weave low, faking in the Louie bag
  • Weak chick I tried the bag, had another turn me down
  • Heard this song and turned around
  • Now she want me to unzip her pants
  • But I'm gone, ***** missed your chance
  • [Hook]
  • Big ups to Brooklyn, home of the realest
  • Big ups to Brooklyn, home of the era
  • Big ups to Brooklyn, home of the realest
  • Big ups to Brooklyn, home of the era
  • [Verse 3 - Joey Bada$$]
  • I got sick of class, started making classics
  • Now all I really do is get the grass lit
  • (Can't get the rest!)

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