Pravda - Your Old Droog/Mach-Hommy.mp3

[00:00.34]We like Isaiah Thomas and Joe Dumars
[00:03.12]You don't want no fuma
[00:04.89]Actin' tough, you goops Harold and Kumar
[00:07.38]Been jackin' too hard, I'm looking at these rappers like
[00:09.95]Doc Umar looking at your white gumar
[00:13.01]You mad they recognize my brilliance, spending tens of millions
[00:15.91]Must be graffiti writers, way you in your feelings
[00:18.57]Don't a minute go by your man is not complaining
[00:21.54]All he do is **** up the bag like boxers training
[00:24.33]Got restraint, ain't worried 'bout nobody hating
[00:26.52]That's like the dude cursing at the sky for raining
[00:29.63]Can't stop YOD, you can only try and contain him
[00:32.49]Consumers see the difference when the product came in
[00:35.26]Your boy put a lot of pain in
[00:37.25]End of the day, still acknowledge that it's entertainment
[00:40.35]Who shot ya? Separatе the heat from Sriracha
[00:43.78]Peoplе watcher, I see the geek in your posture
[00:46.43]They be like "How you living тварь I say "прекрасно"
[00:49.26]Peace to Sasha, now у нас новая тачка
[00:52.07]Old Russians in the spot, off a fifth of Vodka
[00:54.76]Have one of my dogs, come flip you like a lodka
[00:57.70]So we exposed these hassas, oh we got to
[01:00.14]**** you and your phony patois, brody
[01:02.39]And your bitch, who she think she is? Patra?
[01:06.11]Pussyclot тачка. Блядство
[01:08.51]Yo I heard this hot head frontin' like he top shotta
[01:11.13]Got bread but you dusty like ciabatta
[01:14.70]Think you bright but I know somebody smarter
[01:16.88]With an OCD mother and a musician father
[01:19.66]YOD, I been this way since cats been wearing Pradas
[01:22.21]Drop the hammer on the propaganda, all you hear is "Pravda"
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[01:25.66]Lil' mama washing my feet like she was Magda
[01:28.35]Mary, quite contrary, up in these streets with shottas
[01:30.91]God body unique, I speak with the chakras
[01:33.68]I'm sheek in my birthday fleek, peep the pasta
[01:36.43]No costume jewelry for me, keep your propers
[01:39.14]Put some langoustines in your cheek, eat your lobster
[01:42.18]The- was deep, peace to
[01:44.77]We survivors like Beyoncé and Kelly
[01:47.66]All them other ****suckers gotta slide on they belly
[01:50.19]You not my brother, I'm liable to Nelly
[01:52.98]Make a nice pair of boots with the hide and the skelly
[01:56.18]I need a python trenchcoat
[01:58.02]I been ****ing ever since GP and Shawn Kemp tho
[02:02.49]Yo, next time we in Venice Beach, dropping a check off for Enzo
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[02:08.52]Ay, vomit on his squadron
[02:11.19]What's wrong with this cheddar gobblin'?
[02:12.78]Amnesiacs, y'all prolly forgotten, I'm filthy rotten
[02:15.65]Gee-wiz, pardon, I'm tryna get to your coffin
[02:18.17]Always do the Ed Lover dance on the spot, I drop 'em
[02:21.20]The drugs are not a problem, they solve when you're over talkin'
[02:23.78]They muffle the pollution, the noise of the soon forgotten
[02:26.89]Even in a grave stay in J's and slick fades
[02:29.51]Roll a pound and make it turn to a roach, call it a Kafka
[02:32.45]Dark thoughts, often it's black and blue where my heart is
[02:34.98]While you gather 'round gallows to mock all the departed
[02:37.73]Famous for frying your favorite faces, but name an agent of danger more underrated, I'll pay ya
[02:43.70]You hear me with a Droog and the mood is a hue of orange
[02:46.28]We clockin' the never awesome, lick off 'til they cucarachin'
[02:49.18]Wild world, they try to cut scars on any Mufasa
[02:51.64]You corner me get plated, I'm making ****er frittatas
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[02:54.73]Uh, white sheets and toe tags when I approach mics
[02:57.76]I do it from the soul, I don't do it for likes
[02:59.86]We still lit like the stove that we boiled in rice
[03:02.50]Keep it with somebody Holly, that be sugar and spice
[03:05.25]I rock the death ill kicks that be lavish and crisp
[03:08.15]A first round draft pick with points and assists
[03:11.15]They tried to score but they missed, I used the flick of the wrist
[03:13.90]Pay no mind to your defense, you better off on the bench
[03:16.59]I put in more work and less talk
[03:19.41]All you see is white chalk, you couldn't keep up on the light walk
[03:22.70]We dog bark, rappers just miss me with the small talk
[03:25.35]All Hallmark rappers, we knock 'em out the ballpark
[03:28.34]Checkmate, you'll never get a clean slate
[03:31.15]We trendsetters, you just got up on the wave late
[03:34.16]You showed up for dinner but ended as the main plate
[03:36.89]I'll mash out on the buttons till the game break
[03:39.74]I'll mash on the buttons, I got the game faced
[03:42.54]Sportin' camouflage when I'm hunting, we not the same weight
[03:45.10]To see the God, you prolly gon have to gain weight
[03:47.75]Off a protein shake, vitamins in a rare state
[03:50.55]Then prolly get you some All-State
[03:53.62]You gon need insurance to get your endurance all straight
[03:56.42]Right after the beatin' you take
[03:58.83]In Dump Olympics, all categories I ate
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[04:01.81]Okay, let's separate the kings from the cabbage, civilized from the savages and Gods from the average
[04:07.11]The feasts from the famine, self-controlled from abandoned
[04:09.91]My reach still expanding but I'm calm notwithstanding
[04:12.65]Above and beyond, sweating who the close seconds is
[04:15.30]Toast your beverages in honor of the **** references
[04:17.83]Hotepness is surpassed by the most effortless
[04:20.76]Gross negligence lasts forevers on that mega tip
[04:23.61]Let that message hit, tell your next of kin I got my second win
[04:26.75]Returning beef back to sender, shaved extra thin
[04:29.81]I bet the plot thicken if a boy test the pen
[04:32.47]I let the pot thicken like some soy lecithin
[04:35.28]When the chef adjust the temp, then turn the heat up
[04:37.68]Keeta, more than just a pimp, I'm solid from the feet up
[04:40.50]My blessings was a heaven-sent, I got it from the re-up
[04:43.32]My family are where only those invited come to see us
[04:46.11]Y'all haters hire for peanuts, to try and come between us just a minor inconvenience
[04:50.27]You should prolly come to Jesus
[04:51.65]My passport full of visas from back when going overseas was still allowed
[04:55.75]No concern about diseases
[04:57.26]He's the twentieth century's quintessential exemplary
[05:00.05]Spitter for carrying the culture to where it was meant to be
[05:02.82]Only thing I add up be insult to injury
[05:05.84]Condolences and sympathy, the solar system ends with me
[05:08.67]The sun's energy taken in form of poetry
[05:11.27]I am the one, rappers is influenced unknowingly
[05:14.27]What's worse is I don't do in the club verses
[05:16.84]I am subversive, my thoughts connected like cursive
[05:19.72]Far as these other rappers all I got for them is nada
[05:22.27]I'm a one person iron curtain, all you hear is "Pravda"