Piñata
Freddie Gibbs; Madlib; Domo Genesis; G-Wiz; Casey Veggies; Sulaiman; Meechy Darko; Mac Miller Lyrics

Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive
I live a regular life, but when I rap, I feel truly alive

My grind divides fine through my divine eyes
I can see the different aspects of my hustle clearly and effortlessly

It's prime time, you wish you could buy time, but it's my time
This is my moment to shine, and you can't buy or steal it from me

Thoughts against I, blasphemy, it's like a vice crime
If you go against me, it's like committing a sinful crime

I roll 'em thick and I ignite mines
I roll my joints thick and get them burning and blazing

I don't even get high, I just get equally back in my right mind
I don't smoke to get high, but to find balance and clarity of mind

I'm getting lethal with these nice lines
I'm becoming dangerous and deadly with my sharp and impressive lyrics

Creeping through your speakers
My music is slowly infiltrating and taking over your speakers

Catch you sleeping like a thief of in the nighttime
I'll catch you off guard and unaware, like a thief in the night

Young Doms, none of you niggas correspond, bitch
I'm the only one in control here, none of you can match up to me

Kick the fuck out of the track on some Jean-Claude shit
I'm going to dominate this track with my powerful presence, like Jean-Claude Van Damme

Get the fuck out of the streets, nigga, I bomb shit
You should leave the streets because I'm about to explode and cause havoc

Shit ain't all good no more, y'all on your con shit
Things have changed and it's not all good anymore, you're all on your deceitful schemes

The fuck is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense
Why don't you have a conscience? It's foolish to test me

The whole city is mine, I'm the best up in my conference
I have complete control over the city, and I'm the best in my field

Ain't feeling me, fine, ain't gotta listen to my shit
If you don't like me, that's okay, you don't have to listen to my music

You can hear about me from the critics all on my dick
You'll hear about me through the critics who are obsessed with me

Bitch, I've been thugging since the motherfucking Ten Speed
I've been involved in street life since I was a young teenager

Redbone on my handlebars, I like my bitches mixed breeds
I enjoy having diverse and mixed race women in my life

Feel the Philly tighten with a 20 sack of stress weed
Experience the intensity of Philadelphia while smoking weed to cope with stress

Educated, at the stove I'm working recipes
I'm skilled in the kitchen, creating and perfecting recipes

Reputation say I'm robbing just for recreation
People think I rob for fun and as a form of entertainment

Revive my enemy with gun-to-mouth resuscitation
I'll show my enemies no mercy, even reviving them with violence

Can't wait to this pussy nigga pay me, I'm impatient
I'm eagerly waiting for this coward to pay what he owes me

Let's go kick in their door and strip them naked, leave 'em stinking
We'll break into their home, rob them, and leave them humiliated and in a bad situation

No witness, no weapon, my nigga, the case is over
If there are no witnesses and no evidence, the case against us will be dropped

The reaper snatched 'em, closed casket, his family needs a closure
Death took him away, and his family needs closure through a proper funeral

And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points
Moses had his commandments, and Huey Newton had his Black Panther Party's ten-point program

Won't see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint
My friend got sentenced to ten years and I dropped him off at prison

Staring at my future in my rear-view
I'm contemplating my future while looking at my past through the rear-view mirror

Family cried some tears, I got some years, it ain't no issue
My family shed tears when I got my prison sentence, but it's not a problem for me

Mama with the tissue
My mom is crying and using a tissue to wipe her tears

Saw her breaking down, she just might cry a river
I saw her emotionally falling apart, and she might cry excessively

Murder one, she can't believe she raised that type of nigga
She can't fathom that she raised a son who would commit murder

I tried to do right, but it only got your boy fucked in the game
I tried to live a righteous life, but it only brought me trouble in the music industry

So I changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind
I changed my perspective and decided to return to hustling

Trying to get this change
I'm working hard to make money

Niggas hate to see me getting it
People despise seeing me succeed

Travelling packs with a red dot
I'm moving around with drugs and a laser sight on my gun

Boy, it ain't your knot, trying to get what you got
I'm not interested in what you have, I'm trying to get my own

When the rain and the pain gon' stop
I'm wondering when the difficult times will come to an end

Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks
I used to sell drugs barefooted on my porch early in the morning

And I was watching for the ghetto bird
I was constantly on the lookout for police helicopters

Ain't got no money for college
I can't afford to go to college

So all I know is how to sack and how to serve
My only skills are selling drugs and providing illegal services

I be damned if I miss another lick for the chips
I refuse to miss out on another opportunity to make money

Got me stacking, almost splurging on weed, syrup and whips
I'm saving up my money, but I'm tempted to spend it on drugs, lean, and expensive cars

Niggas around my way be loving it
People in my neighborhood admire and support my lifestyle

I'm Cadillac'ing, blowing good alligators with the belts to match
I'm riding in a Cadillac, smoking high-quality weed, and wearing designer belts

I got an ounce with an ounce to match, bust it down, get back
I have an ounce of weed and I'm going to sell it to make a profit

Hopefully maybe get the clique out the trap
I hope to make enough money to help my friends escape the dangerous life of the streets

I need dough like a bread baker (Amen)
I need money. It's a necessity, like a baker needs dough for bread

24/7, got ready on the turf, player
I'm always prepared and ready to hustle on the streets

All day
It's a continuous hustle that never stops

Make 'em hop in the new coupe
I'll convince them to get in my new car

Nigga, but that ain't nothing new
But this is a common occurrence for me

Forgive me for the sinning that they be doing in this business
Pardon me for the immoral behavior that happens in the music industry

Not using their words to express truth
They're not using their lyrics to convey honest and real messages

Out in the streets with a screw loose
They're unstable and reckless in the streets

On the Westside I got the juice
I have influence and power on the Westside of town

Just tell me what you trying to do
Let me know your intentions and goals

She loving the crew and ain't fucking with you
She's interested in the whole group and not interested in you specifically

I go where the hood niggas get into it
I hang out with the hood guys and engage in street conflicts

I go where the bad girls go shop
I go to the places where the attractive and rebellious girls shop

Every window tinted but the rooftop
All the windows of my car are darkened, except for the rooftop

That money I'll just spend it to get you shot
I'll use my money to hire someone to harm or kill you

Can they be hating, they got no reason
People hate on me without any valid cause

Right where they got me, the place I Delete 'em
As soon as they catch up to me, I disappear and get rid of them

We kicking on weaklings just for all of their secrets
We attack and exploit vulnerable individuals for their valuable information

I can't believe the shit that I'm seeing
I'm astonished and shocked by the things I witness

I'm hearing the words, doing my reading, it's really absurd
I listen attentively and analyze what people say, and it's truly ridiculous

Not enough leaders, the shit that they feed you, it's just what you eating
There's a lack of true leaders, and the information they provide is misleading and harmful

They call me young Veggies, I make it go green
I'm known as Young Veggies, and I bring prosperity and success

I smash in all your teeth, the fuck is you saying?
I'll physically harm you and shut you up if you continue talking nonsense

You got the candy's, the niggas is spraying
You have drugs, and people are envious and resorting to violence to acquire them

To get away and take over the land, yeah
They're willing to commit crimes to escape and gain control

My mind on capital, I'm not just rapping, dude
My focus is on making money, not just rapping for fun

I'm out to speak actual factual, watch how I master moves
I aim to communicate and express real knowledge, observe how I execute my plans

Your baller fist will daggle you
Your attempts to act tough and powerful will only lead to your downfall

I'm from a city clapping fools
I come from a place where people are quick to use guns and shoot others

You off the tit lacking while watching me fashion stools
You're dependent and lacking originality while I create and shape my own opportunities

Shitting styles, you never had a hot line that I didn't dial
I effortlessly drop creative and impressive lyrics that you'll never be able to match

Little princess always trying to fit a bigger crown
You're always striving for more recognition and power

But don't forget I sit amidst some seasoned gents
But remember, I'm surrounded by experienced individuals

And just them bitches know he a pimp and even read the blimp
And those women recognize his smooth and charming nature and even understand hidden messages

It was a good day, good day to O'Shea
It was a great day, a day filled with positivity for Ice Cube (O'Shea Jackson)

A death certificate for anyone who lay in my way
Anyone who tries to hinder my success will meet their demise

You best revisit all the tombstones that lay in my way
You should take a closer look at all the people who have tried to stop me and failed

Me being knowledge, be honest
I represent knowledge and wisdom, be truthful about it

You seen the profit get sacrificed by the Oxy
You witnessed the money and success being lost due to addiction to drugs like OxyContin

Get ratchet when ratchets out and they firing
I become aggressive and dangerous when guns are out and being fired

Residue on pinata's, wonder what's up inside of 'em
There's evidence left behind on the pinatas, makes me wonder what's hidden inside them

It's sure ain't no Vicodin cause it up and excited 'em
It's definitely not just Vicodin inside, because it got them energetic and hyped

But they ain't get high enough, if you ain't succeed, nigga
But they didn't achieve the level of success they desired, if you haven't succeeded, my friend

Buy again then try again
If you fail, just try again, buy more drugs and attempt to succeed

It's the irrational type of nigga, the John Madden tackle you
I'm the type of person who acts irrationally and tackles others aggressively, like John Madden

Steal your car keys and crash your coupe in the botanical
I'll steal your car keys and intentionally crash your expensive car in a beautiful garden

Wrap you with shackles, tangle you, pull from ever angle, dismantle you
I'll restrain you with shackles, entangle you, and systematically break you down from every angle

Watch your blood mixed with mud and stain the gravel too
Witness your blood mixing with dirt and staining the ground

Grab and shoot, rib cage open like a parachute
I'll grab a gun and shoot you, causing your rib cage to open up like a parachute

Close range, Swiss blade, poke 'em if it's personal
From a short distance, I'll use a Swiss blade to stab them if the situation is personal

Blood stains, gold fangs, mask on, no traits
There will be blood stains, I'll be wearing gold fangs, and my face will be covered with a mask

Murder one, closed case, rolling with no plates
It will be a clear case of murder, with no chance of escaping justice, and I'll ride without license plates

Half a body in the trunk, go to prison, no way
I'll have a dead body in the trunk, and I'll end up in prison with no possibility of avoiding it

Speed off the Brooklyn bridge before I catch a cold case
I'll quickly drive off the Brooklyn bridge before I become the subject of an unsolved mysterious case

Realize I'm the voice for those who do not have a voice
I've come to understand that I represent and speak up for those who are silenced

So I voice my fucking voice, I don't have a fucking choice
That's why I express my opinions and thoughts forcefully, because I feel like I have no other option

Cold blooded, leave some niggas, well I hope you got insurance
I'll leave some people dead without remorse, I hope they have life insurance to benefit their families

Shotgun and shorty lift 'em like the potent in my joint
I'll use a shotgun and a young woman to rob and harm people, just like the potent drugs I smoke

Barrels smoking like Red Auerbach
The barrels of my guns are smoking like a basketball coach, Red Auerbach, lighting his famous victory cigar

Still can't believe I'm getting fed on rap
I'm still amazed that I'm making a living solely through my rap career

I don't know what's louder, the pack or the gat
I can't determine what's more noticeable, the smell of marijuana or the sound of a gun

My endorphins are morphin', absorbin' energy
My happiness hormones are transforming and taking in energy

Original copy, A Tale of Two Cities gets read to me
I'm an authentic and unique individual, and I enjoy listening to the novel 'A Tale of Two Cities'

Reading Emerson novels eating some Belgian waffles
I indulge in reading books by Ralph Waldo Emerson while enjoying Belgian waffles

Some powder go up my nostrils, my dick going down her tonsils
I snort cocaine, while a woman performs oral sex on me

What's up? Play with an abacus, I've been stressing like Catholics
What's going on? I play with a counting tool (abacus) while experiencing stress like devout Catholics

That's the shit, a bit of that happiness in my cup
That's what I want, a small amount of that happiness in my drink

This generation corrupt, these people brainwashed with evil
This current generation is morally decayed, and people have been manipulated by wickedness

My music is more cerebral, exploring just what you need to
My music is intellectual, it delves into what you truly need to know

So this your Exodus, church of the Methodist
This is your departure from the norm, it's a religious experience like the Methodist church

Beating up the pussy, have her screaming like the exorcist
I have vigorous sex with a woman, causing her to scream like in the movie 'The Exorcist'

Absorbing through your pores, the Lord with horns, a world war
The demonic influence is seeping into your being from all angles, leading to a global conflict

Whores are more hors d'oeuvre when it's a world tour
Prostitutes become mere appetizers when it's a worldwide journey

O'Doyle Rules
A reference to the movie 'Billy Madison', expressing dominance and superiority