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letra de the requisite - rude public, gny, joseph gregory

this device claimed to cure cancer with tape recorded music

uh, ok we doin this
i’m machiavellian and ruthless
jesus, i’m rendering the old game useless
using this knowledge, spitting knife cuts and bruises
bringing back the old school like i’m resurrecting anubis

bringing out the ace, so lemme hit a couple deuces
truth is, if you stick with status quo, you a nuisance
don’t bleep the curses coz you’ll make yourself oblivious
that’s where all the juice is

conspicuously i go on and on
cloaked up on that corduroy and sippin on that côtes du rhône
and every rap line a phenomenon
the wunderkind
and imma flow it on so nonchalant
callin hits on you like corleone
words to ponder on

its a devotion just like ramadan
drop some knowledge on some matters i can comment on
up on a beat that i can fall upon
and maybe drop dem balms a couple times
motherf-ckers get mah dollars on
did that sh-t with the quezon don
talkin how the industry and how it never catches on
with those who keep it real and keep it hands on
and so we do that thing
whether they cash it on or not
we do that sh-t and soldier on

f-ck it, yo, we adamant
although it’s hard to stay relevant
attempt to keep a balance ‘tween the g*nius and irreverent
its goin down like medicine, and damage is preeminent
you’re out of date, and revolution is the requisite

revolution is the requisite

the motherf-ckin’ saga continues
while my race ain’t getting refuge
in the hip hop groove and everywhere that we can’t get through
why is filipinos always sidelined on this tableau
i hardly even got no guys from home to look up to

so the gny and the jay
starting from scratch and paving the way
we rakin it, and i’m just sayin, ayy
breaking glass ceilings like mazel tov and oy-ve
g*niuses around, but i’m a deviant case, i’m
anti-establishment postmodernist
musical iconoclast and street knowledge -n-lyst, i’m out here
diggin up crates, d-doin the thing, u feel me
c’est-ce que c’est, baby feelin’ no ways, coz i’m

coerced by trauma, like forced metamorphosis
accursed with experience, i’m burdened with one purpose—
knockout all forces k!llin authenticity
spell out the initials that’s a dose of the recipe

kafka

ayo yo u know that sh-t
this ain’t no professor sh-t, motherf-cker
ayo turn up
ayo, gny turn me up
ok, uh, yeah

liftin off on a delorean into the sky
i’m payin homage to the hova spittin hot fire
this a classic, better put this sh-t on archive
put your speakers up and put this sh-t on hi-fi

flippin’ on the mic, i’m makin beats up on the fly
i still kick it on the pro tools, now i do it live
this ain’t no gimmick coz we gonna do it all night
hot 97 better put this sh-t on prime time
we on a lockdown, knocked down, like you ain’t heard yet
2020 looking sh-tty that’s the worst yet
but imma play the cards i’m dealt with, that’s the first step
wolves comin for you, forget it, curse that

i’m cooking up the joints and hoping that it sounds right
pull up with the testarossa see me under headlights
psychological warfare with the gaslight
filipino reppin coz i’m tryna get this rhyme tight

and you know that sh-t
gny
joseph gregory

- rude public gny joseph gregory

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