F A Rap Critic (Produced by Statik Selektah)

F A Rap Critic (Produced by Statik Selektah) Lyrics Pro Era feat. Chuck Strangers, Kirk Knight , Joey Bada$$

Mixtape: PEEP: The Aprocalypse

do ya? do ya understand?
do ya? do ya understand?
do you understand what I fee
and for rap critic, he talk about while I live it X4

[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers]
l break hearts and 100 dollar bills on cheap grills
I spend it all fuck my wallet stay on refill
your wallet on E still, bitches doin E pills
Chuckie he get free fills, I strip clubs goin once
black and red ones, blunt rolled with a cold one
my ex she ... but I could give a fuck im with
rocky smokin loosies, laughing gas medicines
they heard about the Era, they say Chuckie got the beats
but his bars could get better, well if you gon suck my dick, make it wetter
odds against trey and starter bumpin midnight ..
niggas smoking with your daughters, you aint gettin beats
until I see karmas, niggas act up finna be problems
for the most part niggas be wildin' and if
she aint got no rubbers theres no back stage pass
retweeting dumb shit, watch the bitch get gas
and all my pro e's just laugh nigga

F a rap critic, he talk about it, while I live it (talk about while I live it)
F a rap critic, he talk about it, while I live it (live it)
F a rap critic, he talk about it, while I live it (live it)
F a rap critic, he talk about it, while I live it (live it)

[Verse 2: Kiki Knight]
from the block to the block, keepin heaters shunned like the chromosomes losing ends,
this sales gon wrong,
all I see is D-boys trying to hold it down while I'm in the lab
trying to take the crown, puffin loud
coughin at the most high, dont want to see your coffin
at most fear, until I hit the fuckin office, sign me up
im trying to be a prophet, I don heard niggas have lost it
Im so far lounging back, Im so far
niggas try to sensing me out like soap opera
but since the soap on observe through scaffling
make niggas through the towel in
but word the green is just 48 laws of powder
word to the rove Im only fucking hour in
pray to the holy father while fucking under cover, why bother
ight, (water)


[Verse 3: Joey Badass]
Used to already know what I get it, might check in
if I feel threatened as soon as I step in
used the mic as my weapon
reload my mind, fire my thoughts then I recoil these lines
leave boys behind, know what they trying to find but naaw
thats my mind, you cant touch it, thats a crime
how can I restrain silence, I got the right to remain violent
I cant stay still with a problem like that, they like chill
you earn the medals but its harder than that
diamonds and gold on me, Savanity, he got his hoe on me
bet any ice got cold on me, so they dont know who Isis is
this price the shit, got enough shine to get you enlighten with
strike like lightening, cobras try biting him
but cold blood is thicker than the ink you written in


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