i wish i could rap so i could murder this beat

NOBODY CAN KEEP ME FROM KISSING MY MAN, NO. HANDLE ME LIKE I AM HENNESSEY, GEORGIA AND TENESSEE BOYS AT A PARTY. BUCKSKIN THIN AND SMOKING AGAIN. CHAMOMILE, I'M AT YOUR HEELS. THE WHOLE ROOM STARTS TO BLUSH ROSEHIPS, VISCOUS, AND HIBISCUS. BISCUITS GROWING TOUGH, RISING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GRIDDLE OF THE MORNING WITH NO WARNING. WITH NO WARNING, NOBODY CAN KEEP ME FROM KISSING MY MAN, NO. TAKING ME ALL LIKE I'M MEDCINE, RACHETED REGIMEN. WHEN I'M A SKELETON MY BONES WILL BEND LIKE THE ROPES THAT YOU TIED ME IN. SO ROLL YOURS SLEEVES AND LOSE YOUR RINGS, YOU'RE FINER THAN COCAINE. PUT MY MONEY ON A HORSE AND SAY HIS NAME LIKE A PLAGUE. SWEATING LIKE A GLASS OF MILK, ALL CRATER-EYED AND SOFT AS SILK WHEN YOU HIT ME. WHEN YOU HIT ME, I AIN'T WORRIED 'BOUT YOU BABY. YOU CAN DO JUST ANYTHING YOU PLEASE. YEAH, YOU PLEASE ME. MOVING QUICK AS LIQUOR, YOU ARE SLICKER THAN A LIMOUSINE. NOBODY CAN KEEP ME FROM KISSING MY MAN, NO. PLOWING THE LAND WITH OUR KEROSENE LANTERNS. ALL TANGERINE, STRANGER THAN HALLOWEEN. YOU CALM ME DOWN LIKE A TRIP TO THE SEA.

HIBISCUS

Sloppy Secondz - LA Deli

Playmakaz - “Championship”

Producer: C.B.
Executive Producer: J-No

Recorded & Mixed at Claribell’s Dwelling

Artwork: Dave Nelson
Photo: Reenz I.O.

Lyrics

Verse 1 (Blitzy)

Pride, determination, and motivation
Winnin’ the damn game – standing ovation
Don’t be complacent, never be soft
I’m elated cause every time I ball I never fall off
Illuminati, ridin’ shotty wit a hottie
Got her body in Armani
White like Roddy,, actin’ snotty
I wanna party – put the check in the bank 
Bout to crush ya whole team like I came in a tank
I wanna thank everything that you’ve done
While I’m countin’ all these ships you still lookin’ for one
This ain’t fun, gotta get some competition
You comin’ at me hard but we on a fuckin’ mission
A coalition, you need to fuckin’ listen
And quit bitchin’ – no shots I be missin’
It’s gold I’m pissin’, I’m going for a walk
Home run bitch – you know I never fall off

Chorus (Blitzy & C.B.)

We tha Playmakaz
(Comin’ for the championship)
Stay fresh to tha death
(We runnin’ the shit)
Young fly boys
(We fuckin’ ev-e-ry bitch)
And the game’s on the line
(It’s the championship)

Verse 2 (C.B)

I know you’re used to Codeez on some Architects shit
Now you can call me the ‘Rap Architect’ bitch
C.B. that means I C.reate the B.eat
Write a hook, mix it down, get ‘em out they seat
I’m undefeated like Mayweather
Young, fly go-getter
Master of my Kraft, king of the cheddar
You clowns make me laugh – so hysterical
I unified the belts like Chris Jericho
I run Lockport like Chris Caraco
So much talent – goddamn, it’s a miracle
When the pressure’s on – ain’t nobody better
C.B. call ya girl – ain’t nobody wetter
I’m like Tom Brady when I’m at the fuckin’ line
I’m like LeBron James shootin’ at the fuckin’ line
I’m like Usain Bolt runnin’ through the finish line
And I don’t give a motherfuck
It’s C.B.’s fuckin’ time

Chorus

Bridge (Blitzy & C.B.)

Ya’ll don’t really wanna see about us
Ya’ll don’t really wanna see about us no, no
If you want it you can come and find us
Cause we don’t really give a motherfuck no, no


Championship

The B Team - Noxious Malevolence

Rifles And Tanks

FROM UPCOMING ALBUM "THE HAND THAT FEEDS ME"

WATERBEAR

YOU MADE ME WISH I WAS A WOMAN SO I COULD HAVE STAYED SOFT
AS LACE IN THE PLACE I MADE FOR YOU THERE IS NOTHING
I WOULDNT DO TO BE BENEATH YOUR SHOES AND TO BE
THE ROAD YOU CHOOSE I LET 
ANY WOMAN BEAT ME SINCE YOU LEFT
ME HANGING LAUNDRY LIKE A FRUIT HALF
EATEN LIKE A HORSE NEAR
BEATEN TO DEATH AND A GELDING FEELS
BETWEEN HIS LEGS LIKE A FRUIT
HALF EATEN I THREW MYSELF
OFF OF A MOUNTAIN I LAUGHED ALL THE WAY
DOWN THE MOUNTAIN 'TIL I HIT A TREE
HEAD FIRST WELL IT COULD HAVE BEEN 
WAY WORSE I WANTED TO SHOW YOU ALL
THE BLOOD BUT YOU WERE GONE
KISSING SOMEONE


Rifles And Tanks

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