Groveboy T.M.T. - The Rules Of Accquistion (Rule No.7)

How you going to negotiate, phunk bitch let me reiterate
You don't know the rules so you get broke if you try to break
Phony ass niggas like you don't retaliate
I loath you, you disgust me, you gonna make me expose you
Ya fake hand shakes don't deceive me
Your rhyme too feminine believe me
I only fuck with the real skills I can feel
I come from the era of the analog field
For real, I build with the the rules of acquisitions
I'm on the board I put myself into position
To make a profit, you can't do shit to stop it
I'm so original with lyrics that stay on topic
With all that mumbling you should have saw this shit coming
Groveboy T.M.T. back with Neve summing
I got grimy I'm back in the dungeon
Like a dirty European in a village I'm plundering
Pillaging, no citizen is safe you in trouble son
You won't get a second chance, no mulligan
You not relative, that's irrelevant
As I smite thee with precise well placed penmanship
So let me get back to business
Put you in a verbal headlock, drop back put my weight on it
While you fake it I'm placing every chip in it
And I stay dripped out with my percentage
And you can hear it in my mix down
It sounds just like it suppose to to 5.1 Dolby
Surround you chop your foot off like you was Toby
No where for you to run to so pay me like you owe me
Cause you boring me, Auto tune tuned me out
You all sound the same you all took the same route
So I took the long route I opted it
Because opportunity plus instinct that equals profit
That's the 9th rule so here's another jewel
Keep your ears open so you won't place the fool
I'm a bull I a China shop
You'll crash and burn trying hang plus you'll get dropped

Written by:
Terrace McKinnon

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