Just for Decoration - Gangrene, Evidence, Chuck Strangers

Yo, yo

Uh, uh, yo, yo

My pops drove a Jetta with broken power windows

When he finally let them shits down, I feel the wind blow

They had jokes on Chuck like back when he was little

Bitches whispered to my girl like «Baby, why you with him?»

If I had a penny for every every Mark Henry

Or if I had a dub, for times they call me Faizon Love

But I ain’t phased by thugs or people that’s cool

Charles finally in charge and he breaking the rules

They riot in my hood, dusty niggas up to no good

Still turnstile hoppin' tryna hold on the profit

Reaping the benefits getting head playing genesis

You niggas ain’t full, they frontin' like they just ate

It’s a sample genocide when I ride on your record crate

Had to go ghost like Ricky Lake show

So I could just focus, show niggas a flow

Ask me if I want fifty, tell them give me fifty more

Don’t try to play me nigga, we out here getting dough

I got way more beats than I got rhymes

Them niggas got way more bullets than you got, slime

Don’t let it hurt your pride

Some niggas they was born to ride

Bonafide dealers that deal

My nigga here’s the deal

I need way more than a fucking 3.5

Im headed out to Van Nuys need to lower my eyes

Told 'em never ever fuck with Che

My nigga one more point, I scored for the hood today

Just for decorations

That’s it and that’s all, man

We do it for decorations

I’m in a GMC truck cruising

When I rap, blow a vessel need a blood transfusion

like a conductor when I keep hands moving

Don’t spill on the stage til I see hands moving

Crowd surfing in a river boat

You softer than the skin below the chicken’s throat (Real flappy)

I fold a rapper like a prison note

It’s tradition, open the over with mittens, I got the kitchen

Very heavy ignorant leather armor

That I’m draped in, taking a vacation

Dripped out and drapes down, straight out of the basement

Can’t teach old dogs new tricks

But old tricks on a new bitch is easy as shit, sit

Takes one to know one director

It also takes one to know one of the extras

I used to want to take over the lecture

Now I just wanna take over projectors

Am I being maybe over objective

Just to get another rep step collected

Just to get another check, it’s separate

The math metric, collecting

I don’t understand, you see

tell the truth

Cold chilling like I’m in the juice crew

Smooth as a coop cruise

Married to the game

Celebrated graduated new school

Ain’t worried bout the

I’m all about the truth y’all ain’t used to

My fist gets you hits like YouTube

Spit my scro’s loose, shitting nails on the moon roof

A dentist pulled the gold from the road

Stop me, you killing me

You gon' bring the ill out of me

Even David Blaine out the ice box couldn’t chill with me

Literally, give him the boot like Italy (Kicked him out)

Mad cause your shorty feeling me

And it seems I have the unlimited abilities built in me

Built to be as tall as a building while I’m building these blocks

monster toss you a thought

Practice a little mal-practice before I get caught

No!