Rap Crusader Lyrics

We got passion

What is life like

If we never make it

Will I be alright ?

I can see them haters

When my mind is bright

I can turn em off

When im not alright

I be living dreams that you heard

Feelin' like my life is feeling is scar What you talkin' bout

What you talkin' bout

Feelin' like I'm rap, rap, rap, rap, Yeah

Yeah

Like I'm rap, rap, rap, rap, yeah

Like I'm rap, rap, rap, rap, yeah

Yeah, yo

It's the rap crusader, hater, I catch you later

Tequila with the chaser, got my Mind faded, Im jaded

Without the Smith & Wesson, a Word Smith who hasn't , learned His lessons

My only fan is subscribe, all you Need is not a lie

And Please dont compromise, and all you need is listen to my vibe

Make sure you swipe and don't Believe all the hype

Cause you the type a dude with The only attitude is aiight

The only thing that I got is hip-hop

Spit like I got shot by the two cops That shot Tupac

All this moment, all I got got, this 9 to 5

It's my only time to start a Genocide

With this creative tribe,

Dont get me penalized for all the lies

Take wins and take Ls, Inhale or Exhale

While I'm listening to Adele

They can tell, if is written down Or off the top

Man it is on the spot, Don't get Mad my shit's hot yours not

This is hip-hop, I'm what the two Shots, that two cops, that shot Tupac, tupac

Hearing the mumbling, the rapping in the cycphing, in Washington, square park

Do this shit blindfolded in the dark, Go straight from the depth Of my heart, my heart

It's the rap crusader, hater, I catch you later

Tequila with the chaser, got my Mind faded, Im jaded

Without the Smith & Wesson, a Word Smith who hasn't , learned His lessons

My only fan is subscribe, all you Need is not a lie

And Please dont compromise, and All you need is listen to my vibe

Make sure you swipe and don't Believe all the hype

Cause you the type a dude with The only attitude is aiight

Guess Im Gucci then, while I'm Holding in

Writers block, got me distracted, Out of focus

With pleasure paradise got me Thinking twice

Like I pay the price, sacrifice all The knife talk

Like Watch where you walk walk, think you're talk tough

Lurking lurking with my hands crossed

Lord, please forgive me for my loss

Got me uh like I'm Ric Ross

Back in 09, in his prime time

Got the crust, of the NY slice, Burn your tongue

I can never think again

Motherfuckers know my name is A-legend

I've been trying to pray for my sins

Cause all this damn time I'm trying to win and then I

It's the rap crusader, hater, I catch You later

Tequila with the chaser, got my Mind faded, Im jaded

Without the Smith & Wesson, a Word Smith who hasn't , learned His lessons

My only fan is subscribe, all you Need is not a lie

And Please dont compromise, and All you need is listen to my vibe

Make sure you swipe and don't Believe all the hype

Cause you the type a dude with The only attitude is aiight

Is aiight

Is aiight

Is aiight

Is aiight

Sheesh, yeah yeah

Yeah

Yeah