Contact Sport (Prod. By Apollo Brown)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:07 duration
๐ ID: 13123096
๐ Lyrics
Let's go, let's play this game
'Cause it's nothin' more than-, it's just a game
Let's have it, you know (high stakes, though)
High stake, look, this is a contact sport
Yo, me and Apollo like BJ and Marlowe
Dope brothers, we scrape the bottle, Black Day tomorrow
Bentayga taste, watch me take a swallow
Six men marching after hollows, pile on my nigga
It's the Van Gogh afterglow, the span got massive growth
My nigga in the can, dodging hatchet blows
You niggas got shooters, watch me act alone
Pass the bone, bloodshot, blood clots collapsed his throne
My mugshot a few times, now I laugh alone
I got a chrome fetish, I hit Detroit McKenzie zone Jerome Bettis
I just cooked a pound of GMO raps, I just wanna blow that
My verses picture perfect black Kodak's
You can talk the talk, I'ma stroll that
I'm pitching you this song, left-handed Sandy Kofax
My thoughts shown in IMAX, take it home baking soda Pyrex
Dirt Pile, Pine Box, my OJ Glove flex nigga
Bitch I'm up one
We back on that field and I'm up one
Yeah, nigga I'm up one
It's a contact sport boy I'm up one
Boy I'm up one
You don't like the run then stop it boy, I'm up one
(C'mon) yeah, niggas we up one
Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
I climb back to the clouds, life full of foreign visas
Flew in from Berlin, was at the wall blowin' cheeses
It's Jesus' feet (Jes-us), Duck Hunt, Grey Goose
Strapped like Willie Manchester, will he spray loose?
Flee the coup, watch him feed him to the Florida gators
Detroit Boys we performing hits, Jarred Davis
My head is made of chimney brick pavers
I just shaved a pound of Blue Gelato, I'ma add it to the bible
My soul it's mischievous like Heiro
First studio I carved a sniper hole inside my dry wall
My nigga you can bump your gums, I'll let it run though
I'm from Gun Rule, I block them attempts bitch Mutombo
My jewels mixed like it's gumbo
I don't make moves 'til the sun's low, the sky Minnesota purple
My writings take life on a furlough in a fur coat
When all my albums sell out, we gon' call it, a Herschel!
Boy I'm up one
We back on that field and I'm up one
Bitch I'm up one
Yo this a contact sport boy I'm up one
Boy I'm up one
You don't like the run, then stop it boy, I'm up one
Yeah, niggas we up one
Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
Literary he built this place brick by brick
It's exactly what I had to do with my disks
I had to build it myself brick by brick
When Barry Gordon sold Motown
And I understand why he sold Motown
I was in the back of the room, and I started crying
'Cause it's nothin' more than-, it's just a game
Let's have it, you know (high stakes, though)
High stake, look, this is a contact sport
Yo, me and Apollo like BJ and Marlowe
Dope brothers, we scrape the bottle, Black Day tomorrow
Bentayga taste, watch me take a swallow
Six men marching after hollows, pile on my nigga
It's the Van Gogh afterglow, the span got massive growth
My nigga in the can, dodging hatchet blows
You niggas got shooters, watch me act alone
Pass the bone, bloodshot, blood clots collapsed his throne
My mugshot a few times, now I laugh alone
I got a chrome fetish, I hit Detroit McKenzie zone Jerome Bettis
I just cooked a pound of GMO raps, I just wanna blow that
My verses picture perfect black Kodak's
You can talk the talk, I'ma stroll that
I'm pitching you this song, left-handed Sandy Kofax
My thoughts shown in IMAX, take it home baking soda Pyrex
Dirt Pile, Pine Box, my OJ Glove flex nigga
Bitch I'm up one
We back on that field and I'm up one
Yeah, nigga I'm up one
It's a contact sport boy I'm up one
Boy I'm up one
You don't like the run then stop it boy, I'm up one
(C'mon) yeah, niggas we up one
Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
I climb back to the clouds, life full of foreign visas
Flew in from Berlin, was at the wall blowin' cheeses
It's Jesus' feet (Jes-us), Duck Hunt, Grey Goose
Strapped like Willie Manchester, will he spray loose?
Flee the coup, watch him feed him to the Florida gators
Detroit Boys we performing hits, Jarred Davis
My head is made of chimney brick pavers
I just shaved a pound of Blue Gelato, I'ma add it to the bible
My soul it's mischievous like Heiro
First studio I carved a sniper hole inside my dry wall
My nigga you can bump your gums, I'll let it run though
I'm from Gun Rule, I block them attempts bitch Mutombo
My jewels mixed like it's gumbo
I don't make moves 'til the sun's low, the sky Minnesota purple
My writings take life on a furlough in a fur coat
When all my albums sell out, we gon' call it, a Herschel!
Boy I'm up one
We back on that field and I'm up one
Bitch I'm up one
Yo this a contact sport boy I'm up one
Boy I'm up one
You don't like the run, then stop it boy, I'm up one
Yeah, niggas we up one
Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
Literary he built this place brick by brick
It's exactly what I had to do with my disks
I had to build it myself brick by brick
When Barry Gordon sold Motown
And I understand why he sold Motown
I was in the back of the room, and I started crying
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.10] Let's go, let's play this game
[00:02.52] 'Cause it's nothin' more than-, it's just a game
[00:06.24] Let's have it, you know (high stakes, though)
[00:08.98] High stake, look, this is a contact sport
[00:13.25] Yo, me and Apollo like BJ and Marlowe
[00:16.23] Dope brothers, we scrape the bottle, Black Day tomorrow
[00:19.04] Bentayga taste, watch me take a swallow
[00:21.58] Six men marching after hollows, pile on my nigga
[00:25.36] It's the Van Gogh afterglow, the span got massive growth
[00:28.65] My nigga in the can, dodging hatchet blows
[00:31.38] You niggas got shooters, watch me act alone
[00:33.82] Pass the bone, bloodshot, blood clots collapsed his throne
[00:37.01] My mugshot a few times, now I laugh alone
[00:40.01] I got a chrome fetish, I hit Detroit McKenzie zone Jerome Bettis
[00:43.54] I just cooked a pound of GMO raps, I just wanna blow that
[00:47.37] My verses picture perfect black Kodak's
[00:49.63] You can talk the talk, I'ma stroll that
[00:51.62] I'm pitching you this song, left-handed Sandy Kofax
[00:54.83] My thoughts shown in IMAX, take it home baking soda Pyrex
[00:58.61] Dirt Pile, Pine Box, my OJ Glove flex nigga
[01:03.68] Bitch I'm up one
[01:05.32] We back on that field and I'm up one
[01:08.63] Yeah, nigga I'm up one
[01:11.14] It's a contact sport boy I'm up one
[01:15.09] Boy I'm up one
[01:16.76] You don't like the run then stop it boy, I'm up one
[01:20.30] (C'mon) yeah, niggas we up one
[01:22.95] Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
[01:25.59] I climb back to the clouds, life full of foreign visas
[01:28.67] Flew in from Berlin, was at the wall blowin' cheeses
[01:31.69] It's Jesus' feet (Jes-us), Duck Hunt, Grey Goose
[01:34.69] Strapped like Willie Manchester, will he spray loose?
[01:37.61] Flee the coup, watch him feed him to the Florida gators
[01:40.53] Detroit Boys we performing hits, Jarred Davis
[01:43.58] My head is made of chimney brick pavers
[01:46.06] I just shaved a pound of Blue Gelato, I'ma add it to the bible
[01:49.56] My soul it's mischievous like Heiro
[01:52.31] First studio I carved a sniper hole inside my dry wall
[01:55.44] My nigga you can bump your gums, I'll let it run though
[01:58.43] I'm from Gun Rule, I block them attempts bitch Mutombo
[02:01.97] My jewels mixed like it's gumbo
[02:03.91] I don't make moves 'til the sun's low, the sky Minnesota purple
[02:07.55] My writings take life on a furlough in a fur coat
[02:10.59] When all my albums sell out, we gon' call it, a Herschel!
[02:15.54] Boy I'm up one
[02:17.50] We back on that field and I'm up one
[02:21.35] Bitch I'm up one
[02:23.06] Yo this a contact sport boy I'm up one
[02:27.42] Boy I'm up one
[02:28.69] You don't like the run, then stop it boy, I'm up one
[02:32.98] Yeah, niggas we up one
[02:34.99] Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
[02:39.31] Literary he built this place brick by brick
[02:45.70] It's exactly what I had to do with my disks
[02:49.22] I had to build it myself brick by brick
[02:58.30] When Barry Gordon sold Motown
[03:01.36] And I understand why he sold Motown
[03:03.92] I was in the back of the room, and I started crying
[03:07.34]
[00:02.52] 'Cause it's nothin' more than-, it's just a game
[00:06.24] Let's have it, you know (high stakes, though)
[00:08.98] High stake, look, this is a contact sport
[00:13.25] Yo, me and Apollo like BJ and Marlowe
[00:16.23] Dope brothers, we scrape the bottle, Black Day tomorrow
[00:19.04] Bentayga taste, watch me take a swallow
[00:21.58] Six men marching after hollows, pile on my nigga
[00:25.36] It's the Van Gogh afterglow, the span got massive growth
[00:28.65] My nigga in the can, dodging hatchet blows
[00:31.38] You niggas got shooters, watch me act alone
[00:33.82] Pass the bone, bloodshot, blood clots collapsed his throne
[00:37.01] My mugshot a few times, now I laugh alone
[00:40.01] I got a chrome fetish, I hit Detroit McKenzie zone Jerome Bettis
[00:43.54] I just cooked a pound of GMO raps, I just wanna blow that
[00:47.37] My verses picture perfect black Kodak's
[00:49.63] You can talk the talk, I'ma stroll that
[00:51.62] I'm pitching you this song, left-handed Sandy Kofax
[00:54.83] My thoughts shown in IMAX, take it home baking soda Pyrex
[00:58.61] Dirt Pile, Pine Box, my OJ Glove flex nigga
[01:03.68] Bitch I'm up one
[01:05.32] We back on that field and I'm up one
[01:08.63] Yeah, nigga I'm up one
[01:11.14] It's a contact sport boy I'm up one
[01:15.09] Boy I'm up one
[01:16.76] You don't like the run then stop it boy, I'm up one
[01:20.30] (C'mon) yeah, niggas we up one
[01:22.95] Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
[01:25.59] I climb back to the clouds, life full of foreign visas
[01:28.67] Flew in from Berlin, was at the wall blowin' cheeses
[01:31.69] It's Jesus' feet (Jes-us), Duck Hunt, Grey Goose
[01:34.69] Strapped like Willie Manchester, will he spray loose?
[01:37.61] Flee the coup, watch him feed him to the Florida gators
[01:40.53] Detroit Boys we performing hits, Jarred Davis
[01:43.58] My head is made of chimney brick pavers
[01:46.06] I just shaved a pound of Blue Gelato, I'ma add it to the bible
[01:49.56] My soul it's mischievous like Heiro
[01:52.31] First studio I carved a sniper hole inside my dry wall
[01:55.44] My nigga you can bump your gums, I'll let it run though
[01:58.43] I'm from Gun Rule, I block them attempts bitch Mutombo
[02:01.97] My jewels mixed like it's gumbo
[02:03.91] I don't make moves 'til the sun's low, the sky Minnesota purple
[02:07.55] My writings take life on a furlough in a fur coat
[02:10.59] When all my albums sell out, we gon' call it, a Herschel!
[02:15.54] Boy I'm up one
[02:17.50] We back on that field and I'm up one
[02:21.35] Bitch I'm up one
[02:23.06] Yo this a contact sport boy I'm up one
[02:27.42] Boy I'm up one
[02:28.69] You don't like the run, then stop it boy, I'm up one
[02:32.98] Yeah, niggas we up one
[02:34.99] Yo this is contact sports boy I'm up one
[02:39.31] Literary he built this place brick by brick
[02:45.70] It's exactly what I had to do with my disks
[02:49.22] I had to build it myself brick by brick
[02:58.30] When Barry Gordon sold Motown
[03:01.36] And I understand why he sold Motown
[03:03.92] I was in the back of the room, and I started crying
[03:07.34]