THETHIRDERNEST - Foriegn Names

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This beat's too fucking tough bro
I fucking love it
I'm bout to make this shit lightwork bro
Look

I got skills inside this arsenal you can't teach
A knock out's when you boys realize you can't reach
Yeah I heard that new shit y'all be dropping shit be mad weak
Your boy drops some new shit and for you that's a bad week
Life sure has a funny way of giving its share of lashings
Your ego don't match your skill that's why you never be lasting
You bitches sound so cowardly running your mouth so brashly
Me?
I count my dollars in silence and let the cash speak
We all in a race for the top you never gon' catch me
They say "Third you used to be so humble..."
Bitch that was the past me
The weak die so be it, guess I've adapted to adapting
It'd be unwise of you to put retaliation past me
Step to me and you'll see I'm a shooter with Robert Horry aim
4.0 my grade if you try to go test this .40s range
Used to be embarrassed walking into stores with change
Now it's 5% tint and leather seats made of imported grain
Truly we both know this ain't a height that you could go obtain
I was told the easy route went nowhere, so I chose the pain
I made the right decisions in this life, you should've chose the same
Instead of passing blame like you late for work and I closed the lane
See you want to get carried to success, I can only show the way
You think this shit was easy, you blind to sweat and ignored the pain
Think this shit was sunshine and rainbows, then you ignored the rain
I be some shit you never seen, NBA and I'm Jordan's game
See you ain't in my league, much less on the same type of court I play
I'm eating off your plates, I don't give a fuck if that porridge claimed
I got soldiers in the streets, ready for war for when deployment came
We only speak in motion, I know you boys got a foreign name

Yeah...
Yeah
(I told you)
I said we only speak in motion, I know you boys got a foreign name
Look
Aye

Stop trying to fucking talk to me like I'm your lil homie
When we both know you the type of rapper I been exposing
And I know that I just said I'm not the old me but I'm still the old me
In the sense I've been villainous with this shit since Shaq and Kobe
And you don't fucking know me, don't you dare try to go play me off
I could fill up all your nightmares with only half of the things I saw
But fortunately born in resources kept me from breaking laws
But the homies whippin' white though, so I know when that 'caine is soft
See getting out the place I'm from there's not too many options
I got people risking prison time just to try and go deepen pockets
And I ain't talking foreign when I say they keep them keys in pockets
Drug deal via text in church with the deacon watching
Go to the bowels of where I'm from you wanna see some monsters
I ain't peep the summer games, I'm still able to see some marksmen
'Cause everywhere they go they keep that heat on 'em like eastern conference
It's justified protection of illegitimate profits
It's felons jaded as Aubrey, hearts on December nights
Illegally exercising their second amendment rights
Don't get bold and try and be an obstacle, they'll end your life
They'll put a burner to your face like they lighting up your cig at night
This world gets dark, it's not for kids, this shit is Nick at Night
Don't you make the wrong move and step into heavyweight contender fights
You in my way, that's a mistake you plot on me, they plot your grave
And they'll make sure you get called up to them gates like you missed your flight
See all my dogs know is the streets man, these cats is feral
They'll make sure you see your fate if you get in the way of commas and zeros
They'll Sherman Williams your house up like Robert De Niro
So for the last time I'm begging you don't be a hero

(Man I told you it was light work)

Written by:
Ernesto Arrellano III

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