Ly2Fly - Rare Fabric

I'll make y'all throw in the towel
I'm black and proud, with much style
Hop out a sick whip with more drip than a dark cloud
Argyle socks with a couple thou in my pocket
If it's dope Im'a cop it if it fits you know I rock it right
Man make the clothes the clothes never made the man
You want freedom but you slaves to name brands what is the reason
Validation will have you chasing things that seem amazing but you wasting time try'na Impress niggas you hang with
I'm not rich and famous so I'm speaking a different language
They can't comprehend the words that I'm saying
Can't tell a gem from a worthless rock and what I drop is uncut opals
See the universe within a verse I'm auctioning vocals to the highest bidder you haters is Bitter but so sweet I'm elite with the bars and beats the streets can never get enough My Sounds underground like a tether from Us you surface dwellers can't touch you Superficial and fake as fuck try your luck and catch a buck fifty like Giannis and Curtis Jackson getting they image captured by flashing cameras
Niggas I got it mastered word play king I wreck nothing but havoc
Y'all ain't cut from this here boy I'm a Rare Fabric
I stand 5'10 but nearly six foot with fresh timbs
Size 10 and a half can be in ya ass if you fuck with my cash my friends or family I gladly Get busy and beat you badly you understand me
That Randy Savage flying elbow that type of damage I'll crack ya cabbage and still Manage to sample ya bitch with out no clearance
Told her damn girl you fine but what you bring to the table
I drop dimes faster than 6'9 if they mind not stable drop'em like a label you get the gist Y'all niggas is hit and miss I'm on target like Will Smith playing Deadshot got the game In a headlock tight squeeze till ya heads pop lotta fake Pacs and fake S dot Carters for Me to slaughter just stop Don't even bother to take it further
I work harder and smarter at the same time that's why I shine
Must remind y'all periodically who I am tell'em again I'm the creme de la creme with the Fucking pen Pardon my French but things get intense when I'm going in bout to chin Check ya whole set too many jokers in y'all deck leave y'all wet when I project them full Metal jackets out that M-16 dog what you mean I'm a Rare Fabric
Yo where you get that shit from
Nah you can't get this no where man
You playing
And it's not for sell
Word?
You gotta be born with it
Aight
You gotta be born with it Word Up
I'ma Rare Fabric
I'ma Rare Fabric

Written by:
Dwayne Lyseight

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