Issue No 126 Still Alive Lyrics


Still Alive by Issue No. 126

Feat. Joey Purp & Kami de Chukwu

That's one time for the drumline
I ain't counting corners busting
For them Nicks and Dumbdimes!
What you know about quarter dough?
And how you slam the dope
In the form of hard audio
Oh, wee, how them beat stay groovie
Like Shaggy and Scooby
With one puff of halluciopath
Pend them till goosie
I do keep the rap so tight
But the words rollin out so loosely
Save that paper, gather loose-leaf
Like who he who spit scripts
Like them new movies
Who fool foolies
With action cut stunts for them goofies
It's all smoke trick
So please pass the doobie

To young Purp
Mission since birth to fiscally thirst
In good times we wait for the worst
And bury the work
In bad times
We lay land mines
Confetti ya shirt
Put acorn sized holes in ya soul
Just to show what you worth
Know where you sleep
Find out where you work
Momma ask why I don't sleep?
Find out that I work

The cousin of death
Dozin off at they doorstep
Spinnin wheels like it's Puffs
Of the devils breathe
The angel dust keep 'em back at it
Like crack addicts
For the mathematics
Poundin them bitches like jackhammers
Jack Rabbits
Save money, save carrots
The pirate ship sailed on you parrots

I be that early morning trapp-er
Bong snapp-er
Gift-wrap rapp-er
Rap spec-tac-lur
Westside Live-er
Good liv-er
Vegetarian Din-er
Burn one for my nigg-er
Rag swag faggots
Left hand on a ratchet
Still catchin tags
That's word to that nigga Bandit
My favorite T's tantum
I know that shit was random
I'll kidnap yo' momma grandson
And leave that nigga for ransom

Yo, and the price was a lot
Only kept the free fee
When it was off of the top
Heads rollin on the choppin block
Hoppin when you poppin scotch
Gin and a molly rock
Kept him off his poppy rocks
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Blocks full of pop-pops
Nose full of the snot rocks
Whip back for the hot box
Slip zips than a drop crotch

Drift drop on em
Opp bot kept em higher
In my drop top movin weight
Keys kept the block locked

Block locked
Servin only touchin that top notch
Hair long - pasta
Boy but me no rasta

Me be gypsy
See me gyp these
Hippes
Who couldn't fathom a thing
Like Ripley's

Hair long wrist beads
Smoked out 60s
Young black hippies
Die young, live free

Die young, live fast
Save more, get cash
Save money riff-raff
Spiderman book bags

Peter Pan lunchbox
Boat shoes, white sox

Neck tie, dread locks
Sweat shorts, tank tops

Thong toe flip flops

Fat hoes big bops

Rugrats wrist watch

Little nigga, big blocks

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