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  • Key! & Reese Laflare -Mike-N-Ike (Been Had Boyz Mixtape)

    [Hook: Key!]
    Aye, uh, aye, how that make you feel?
    Aye, uh, aye, do you like it?
    Aye, aye, pull up at the light, I’ma leave him at the light
    Ooh aye uh aye, come alive in the night
    Ooh aye, ooh huh, I think I’m Michael Knight
    Ooh aye, ain’t shit sweet, ain’t no Mike and Ike’s
    Ooh aye, goddamn I hit the same lick twice
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    [Verse 1: Key!]
    Aye, ain’t a stain on me bitch, hey, uh
    Finna Johnny Deng my wrist, hey huh
    You used to be on my list, huh
    Nowadays you ain’t on shit
    Ooh, it’s cool, I don’t criticize
    No roof and I’m sky high, uh
    How you feel? I don’t feel inside, aye huh
    Yeah, huh, hold up, yeah, uh
    Doin’ the dash, I need to slow down
    You is a lame, all go ‘round
    I’m gettin’ some bags and they is like how?
    Aye, grown man shit y’all

    [Hook: Key!]
    Aye, uh, how that make you feel?
    Aye, uh, aye, do you like it?
    Aye, aye, pull up at the light, I’ma leave him at the light
    Ooh aye uh aye, come alive in the night
    Ooh aye, ooh huh, I think I’m Michael Knight
    Ooh aye, ain’t shit sweet, ain’t no Mike and Ike’s
    Ooh aye, goddamn I hit the same lick twice
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    [Verse 2: Reese LAFLARE]
    The door slam, I party with your chick
    Patta-rum-pa-pum-pum all on your bitch
    Little drummer boy, I’m playing with them bands on me
    Dick put your bitch to sleep like I put xans on it
    Partner say he got a lick I put my mans on it
    Trap house it got a stove, I went and put some pans on it
    Tryna run up a check, yeah I got some plans for it
    I’m outchea playing for keeps, so what you playin’ for?
    Threw some crystals in the rollie, wake ‘em up like Folgers
    I just copped a brand new foreign, set it on some Forgis
    Mister fashion killer, if it’s trending I bought it
    When you start making racks then you become important

    [Hook: Key!]
    Aye, uh, how that make you feel?
    Aye, uh, aye, do you like it?
    Aye, aye, pull up at the light, I’ma leave him at the light
    Ooh aye uh aye, come alive in the night
    Ooh aye, ooh huh, I think I’m Michael Knight
    Ooh aye, ain’t shit sweet, ain’t no Mike and Ike’s
    Ooh aye, goddamn I hit the same lick twice
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh


  • Isa Muhammad – Chemtrails & Muslim Wars Remix (feat. Rick Ross & Talib Kweli) (Priorities 5 Album) letras

    [Intro: Isa Muhammad]
    I come from a time where it is about like bars nigga, where it’s about like lyrics nigga, where it’s about like saying some shit nigga, some deep shit nigga, some shit about black people my nigga. You shit about, you know, some some some esoteric spiritual type shit, some shit that goes into the essence of what it just means to just be black and just popping in America, you feel me? Like. Isa Muhammad nigga

    [Verse 1: Isa Muhammad]
    Incarceration, genocide, they kill you if you criticize
    They got your name and number nigga, intelligence centralized
    The homie Paper just got shot, I pray he make it through the night
    I know some niggas did some time, had to fly a couple kites
    I roll around my fucking city feeling like I’m Michael Knight
    And Jesus Christ, you need a fight, Norris Cole is colder than the snow
    I always get the shot to go, I got the baddest bitch for sho’
    Bout to get out 10 or fo’, and he come from coldest coast
    Lyrics caught the Holy Ghost, I travel ’round on golden spokes
    Naenae done hit them folkes, it’s a [?] if you did not know
    Palestine and the occupation, evidently, but you can’t taste it
    I’m in the booth on vacation, I feel like Wayne, it’s a dedication
    Outer space on the reservation, [?] it’s an assassination
    The shit I spit come from dark spaces like dark matter meets Darth Vader
    And elevated and meditated till you levitated
    Dronestrikes at your frontdoor, Inglewood forever more
    Chemtrails and Muslim wars

    [Chorus: Isa Muhammad]
    And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches
    Nah, said I’d rather put the city on, nigga
    It’s Inglewood forever, look
    Like chemtrails and Muslim wars
    And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches bro
    Nah, uhuh, said I’d rather put the city on
    Word, it’s Inglewood forevermore
    Uh, like chemtrails and Muslim wars

    [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
    I’m the Charles Dickens for these young niggas
    Pray these scriptures pay my daughter tuition, it’s my vision
    Ask me what I wanna be, and I said I’m a poet
    Survive a drive-by got me feeling heroic
    AK47’s for the shock and awe
    Made a fortune, and no more smoking in those parking lots
    Your men see you through a different lens
    Ain’t no love cause they killing even wives and friends
    Scholarships to school, they wanna know my race
    Took a trip to Egypt, then I chose my faith
    Field niggas would never suffer from sunburns
    One word, you still a nigga, take this whole verse
    Innercity niggas living by the Gotti rules
    To be on house arrest he made a lotta moves
    I’m prepaid for my next rhymes
    I’ll let these niggas shine maybe next time

    [Chorus: Isa Muhammad]
    Your men see you through a different lens
    Ain’t no love cause they killing even wives and friends
    Scholarships to school, they wanna know my race
    Took a trip to Egypt, then I chose my faith
    Field niggas would never suffer from sunburn
    One word, you still a nigga, take this whole verse
    Innercity niggas living by the Gotti rules
    To be on house arrest, he made a lot of moves
    I’m prepaid for my next rhymes
    I’ll let these niggas shine maybe next time

    [Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
    You received my gift, like a present, so my presence is a charity
    The difference is it’s clear, but I focus on similarities
    We in the trenches for our lives, these my soldiers in solidarity
    Your intelligence artificial, that’s why you’re filled with singularity
    Got that advice from my pops, it’s a staple
    Like a plate of rice never, not religion, but a way of life
    Pick your battle, save your fights
    A wise man can play the fool, behave or pay the price
    Respectability is cool, but that don’t keep me safe at night
    This is why I’m still evolve ’cause these policies’ll kill us all
    Nah they can’t kill us all, that’s why they wanna build a wall
    But they don’t steal and they don’t rape and still get all
    Like they don’t deal in raw, like they don’t kill at all
    I’m a New Yorker, I saw the builings fall, they came because we built it first
    The bricks are falling I say, and [?], that’s like the illest verse
    So for me to trust, you gotta get the fuck up out your feelings first
    Now watch you go from “Feel the Bern” to built up with the Bildergbergs
    What the fuck is feelings worth

    [Chorus: Isa Muhammad]
    And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches
    Nah, said I’d rather put the city on, nigga
    It’s Inglewood forever, look
    Like chemtrails and Muslim wars
    And I ain’t trippin ’bout no bitches bro
    Nah, uhuh, said I’d rather put the city on
    Word, it’s Inglewood forevermore
    Uh, like chemtrails and Muslim wars