DISTINCT feat. SEANY L
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Story behind the song
once upon a time i wrote a song....
Lyrics
The Way I Roll
Distinct feat. Seany L
Devize
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get laid get drunk get high get lifted/
drink all night to get you twisted/
rock on mic's cuz we're so gifted/
Crunk and hype so dont resist it
[Verse]
Thats Right, one rhyme, in a line n' this track's finished//
Spittin, pukin' green shit while my head keeps spinnin//
Heavy hittin, stone fisted with a mic in it//
Want me to reak havoc homie just give me a minute Bitch!//
Admit it, no gimicks, spit infinite, in the game to give it//
To who ever believes that I ain't in it to win it//
Sky's the limit//Bitches bitchin' now listen when I'm livid//
Dream vivid// Never flow scripted//
Visualize battle scars raisin' the bar//
Bustin off the Handle reppin' RCR//
Tearin'up stages waging battles on retards//
That believe they hard, all skill n no heart//
All dumb n no smarts - what I've done was the hard part//
N what I've done is gone and perfected this art//
When push comes to shove you can get shoved//
snubbed the rough way then stuffed wit the subs in the trunk//
*DISTINCT* (GOD MC)
*BOOM* On the block and you know its me/
black hair brown skin and fresh white tee/
the best to bless this text? yeah i jest might be/
thou shalt feel the wrath of a god mc/
a lone wolf, creepin' on a flock of sheep/
slowly waiting for the shepered as he falls asleep/
release your mind from your body so your soul is free/
elevate your brain status when you roll with me/
I'm schitzophenic, there aint no hope for me/
i ain't groped by no bold ropes holdin'me/
kill myself an' up in heaven broke the mold of me/
fell to the north pole, still it ain't as cold as me/
so stand up, i purpose a toast to me/
for being more than the man im supposed to be/
there ain't a jam in the land comin close to D/
stomp yah feet, bounce while i bust the beat cuz/
[hook]
[Verse 3]
[Seany]
That's right, My type is all hype// Rock it all night//
It's D the God Emcee, chillin' Wit Jesus Mics//
I got the cake homie, But you ain't eatin' a slice//
Crunk juice to boost the mood, n' a honey that's tight//
[D]
wanna battle? go ahead TRY YA LUCK/
I tick tock touch the mic YAH TIME IS UP/
hold it down like i handcuffed and TIED YOU UP/
leavin you to die, why? cuz my mind is fucked/
[Seany]
His might be fucked but mine is definately the darkest//
Bury you alive then I'm spittin on your carcass//
breakin bones with microphones, no clones the hardest//
exactly what you get for tryin to bust me on some hard shit//
[D]
im a freak show, but thats the WAY i ROLL/
when I snap, take it past rap n' lose control/
slip my grip, but i never lose my hold/
take yah life, fuck it you can LOSE YAH SOUL/
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