Purple Cows - Casey Veggies, Convinced, C-San

Purple Cows - Casey Veggies, Convinced, C-San

Альбом
Customized Greatly Vol. 2
Год
2009
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
483040

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Purple Cows

Casey Veggies, Convinced, C-San

While Jay was rocking fellas

I was probably at a show rocking acapellas

Buzzing

And if you haters saw me, I can’t help ya

Veggies is the name, I’m taking over the game

I got my but I’m taking over her aim

Just saying I’m crazy, Jojo’s made me

Keep playing ball but my rhyme scheme shit

And these other rappers lazy

Yeah it’s Casey, I just spit I never aim

I’m too cool, ask you girl, I got forever game

You hating niggas forever lame, I never change

My mind think of something fresh, I’m in my zone

million dollar deals from my phones

These other dudes try but these other dudes clones

let you know the type of shit I’m on

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize when we on

Profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

V2 for the young bucks, money come in big checks

Girls mention our name because they know we famous

Active, doing everything that you lacking

Numero uno, we times ten what you practice

King of the fashion, blasting

Hear me through soundwaves, West Coast madness

Holla at bitches man these niggas ain’t ready

Make it rain on your girl

But that’s when the checks come, on to the next one

It’s a how we killing these melodies

Slow up the flow for my niggas getting dough

See the Polo logos from head to toe

Yeah I’m stitched in the finest, bow to your

No skateboards but my niggas still grinding

Closing doors on these weak rap niggas

Young vet in the game, know the world gon' feel it

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize when we on

And them profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

Whether iTunes or Amoeba I release tons ether

Delivering to any size speakers

Whether woofers of tweeters, I make a buck

Cargos and wifebeaters, so what if I got a gut

Give a microphone

Make way for my vocab, I be spilling out my notepad

See I got the flow back, creates moments like Kodak

So sad to see these rappers going broke back

Faggot ass cowboys

You motherfuckers is a whisper compared to my loud noise

And I’m the crowd’s choice

Spectators get excited when I write it, it’s the tightest

Super 3 beats ignite it

My site is so high that I can see the city lights

And I’m so high, feel like I’m on a pretty kite

Shitted on my many mics and many venues

I tend to like lunch food menus

Continue

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize when we on

Profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

Super 3, supersede

bomb shit

Like a terrorist in a port-a-potty, awesome

Fire in the fists, throw hands like

Fighter in the streets like Capcom taught him

Slicing up the beat like vegas hand, shave a man

Why so serious lil nigga?

you make me laugh

You little jokers are posers, soft as a baby’s ass

I go insane for the money, gotta get that crazy cash

And I’m fresh out the wrapper, diaper, sort of like a dagger

Baby that’s my swagger from the Js to the haircut

Sort a like a boxer how I get head and butt, butt

I just do me, do me

I go through girls like a student with Lucy

And after they choose me, they just do me

And then I skrrt off in a coop with two seats

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize when we on

Profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

Most niggas ain’t ready to rock with

They be stalling then they walk it out

Real niggas know what I’m talking bout

Steady building their buzz got these niggas looking now

Mad bitches feeling this swag, talking now

Real talk these suckas

And they tickling you down soon as you up, they miss you

Me and my niggas never had problems with y’all

We stay on top and we never plan to fall

Foot in the door, Overdoz freshen the rap game

Performing flammable acts, spitting that propane

They need to stop and pause, take a look at their facade

Cause they frauding all, they ain’t got the guns fall

Roughing the cop, serving the block,, it’s that street cred

Show me your Glock, if you don’t pop, it will be

Little nigga, you brainwashed, you thinking the same thoughts

As the last nigga that fell, now you taking the same loss

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize when we on

Profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

Wait for no man, I’m not human

Know you old niggas really hate what we doing

Cooking up coke and CV still brewing

Racing for this paper but I’m feeling like

Bullshit find me but I’m barrel like a bruin

Sitting on the throne in the city that I grew in

And I’m turnt up still with wet kush

That leave a nigga with that turnt up feel

Like a turnt up thrill, I’m too hot

The way that they move blocks

Beating kings down like uniform cops

Staying in the fresh prince while your uniform rots

I’m shroomed out on a unicorn

Watching mo' paper, mo' pussy, mo' pot

with the cabbage patch kids, Young Casey V

Man, I’m so far gone

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize when we on

Profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

Described as the truth

Wardrobe black, one drawer that support a

(didn't know how to act)

You and those from getting blown

without you

And I’m feeling real cocky

Might rest my balls on your eye

From a childhood, 80s baby

Black, red, and green rep where my family at

From the east side of Africa

From a small town, they call me

And I’m walking with confidence,

Gives a fuck what they say about my outfit

I’m quite dominant like my continent

I’m back on my bullshit, respect my conglomerance

Man I’m so far gone and we write these poems

Hopefully so you can recognize what we on

Profile plays make me feel like I’m known

Known, known, known

here, I give you the highs and lows

I paint a picture you can see when your eyes is closed

Got dough, got some of the fliest clothes

Got bands, got 'em loving my liner notes

And what you gon' see when the time is told

Is I’ve been where you are now a long time ago

So what I do builds something that they running to

Mixed with Casey Veggies, give 'em something new

Fuck is you?

I swear to God I’m seeing the light

This is the perfect situation to end it off right

When we living the life, doing shows going on before those side cats

And I ain’t even got a deal yet

I feel like the people gotta feel this

Cause when they mention my name, they realize I’m the realest

Yeah it’s Young Veggies, add some flavor to it

whenever I say I do it

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