Dangerous D Definition of a Mack lyrics

Everyday i'm on my grind
Everyday i'm keepin' muthafucka's in line
Everyday i ride with my music loud
Everyday in my mind i'm movin' a crowd
Everyday this game is a slippery slope
I got traction you livin' on hope
You fumble at the goal line like you dropped the soap
I hit ‘em for 6 in the endzone with a frozen rope
Fools like you i disect
Your mama should have told you ‘bout that word respect
Steady spittin' bullshit out the side of your neck
Buyin' dirt weed with your unemployment check
You couldn't fill these shoes with king kong's feet
Because you eat what they feed you and follow like a sheep
Ya'll hibernatin' i don't sleep
Insomniac super mack spittin' heat
When they respect that game layed on them tracks
When the fame don't matter and your mind's on stax
When the haters want to stab you in the back
That's the definition of a mack
When you think things through before you pull that gat
When years of hard work got your bank account fat
When them haters wanna wipe you off the map
That's the definition of a mack
I'd rather bust snaps than bust caps
But i'll do whatever's necessary under the circumstance
Fuck with your mind squeeze 6 at your feet and tell you to dance
Spend your eve trying to breath in the back of an ambulance
You might get a second chance if you're right with god
If not your closed up in a box in your best suit up under the sod

Stiff like morning dick-stretched out like old twat lips hit like a-rod
6 ft deep with your ear buds blasting my shit on your ipod
These beats wake you outta a dead sleep – make your head bob
Dismissed quick by the kracka in the mist dead as a door knob
Shit ain't gotta go down like this i insist you take a knee and give the ring a kiss
Keep pushin' boy you get broke wrists
A list lyracist i put bullet holes in the gift
Life is glorious under the pillow i sleep with smiff
This ain't no sprint it's a marathon moron you need a smack
Look me up under mack
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I'm hot like shit steamin' in the snow
Green thumbs and mic control make my money tree grow
So it don't make sense if it don't make ends
Try to come up to quick boy you gonna get the benz
Ya'll see the game through a narrow lense
I see the game in slow mo pickin' apart these fools
Like they was playin' defense on me wearing concrete shoes
You lose gimme the ball with 2 ticks left
I got ice water in my veins ain't gonna be no sudden death
Way up here the air got ya'll outta breath
Like you was doin' p90x on the summit of mount everest
Mama raised me right she said stay strong and try to be the best
Always do the right thing and don't take nobody's mess
I got you back if i trust you fuck all the rest
Tested by the devil – fuck him too
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