Folo yolo fomo fafo - I do this for HipHop

Описание: Stumbled on this one in a rundown spot, the kind with walls holding onto forgotten years. Was shifting through some boxed up clutter when I tugged at a picture frame still nailed up, its glass cracked and dusted with GRIME and age from time. Flipped it over and there stuck flat against the backside with brittle tape, sat a compact reel, YOLO marked near the center on tape that has disintegrated since one spin, like it was tucked away quick and left to vanish forever and never to be seen again until now. Pressed play, and out poured straight fire: Beast bars and flow and double entendres and wordplay like no other. Talk of bags held loose, no ties, crushing fakes in the clinch, all laced with that core drive for the culture. No BS, just truth hitting hard.

LYRICS:
Folo yolo fomo fafo
Fear of losin out.. don't
You only live once ... yo
Fear of missing out.. won't
Fuck around and find out... Goat
Greatest of all time... dope
The bravest in raw rhyme
So save it cuz yall lyin
I do this for Hip Hop
Im takin all shine
You ain't never flip no work
You ain't ever have what we call grind
I do this for hip hop (hip hop)
If yall can't see that then yall blind
It's right in front of your fuckin face like a raw line



I remember.. packs so thick
Jacked so ripped
Talk that shit
Then smack your lip
Pull up the shades
To fade your drip
This a major flip
This ain't your lick
Bitch you aint never break no brick
Hard knock life
And there ain't no script
Draco say so face so lift
They so lit that base legit
K so if he say so Ace so quick
Taste so grit
Grindin slick
Never slip
Shoes untied but never trip
If its do or die or suicide
I'm choosin hits
Every bag I blow
Just a music mix
Every pack I hold do it with a loose grip
No attachment
Loose lips sink ships
Two split stay tipped
Smooth fit same shit
Now ain't that rich
In my case you flinch
In a pinch in the game I put you on the bench
And clutch you in the clinch
And crush you in a cinche
Or strait up touch you with a wrench
So said Shain but twisted the grinch
Either you thirsty or quenched
No mercy to mensh
Just first to avenge

So folo yolo fomo fafo
Fear of losin out.. don't
You only live once ... yo
Fear of missing out.. won't
Fuck around and find out... Goat
Greatest of all time... dope
The bravest in raw rhyme
So save it cuz yall lyin
I do this for Hip Hop
Im takin all shine
You ain't never flip no work
You ain't ever have what we call grind
I do this for hip hop (hip hop)
If yall can't see that then yall blind
It's right in front of your fuckin face like a raw line



You was first to offend
Now it hurts to the end
Cursed it again
Till the earth turnt to a ten
Bitch I squirt you with zen
Virtuous friend
I heard you with them
But it don't matter
Even when it's chilly I will make your teeth chatter
Break your whole play like a tray of cheap shatter
Long deep shadow
Make sure you suffering the effects of a weak bladder
Now ski daddle
Unless you wanna beat battle
I catch two rats by the tails if told that he tattle
I here a lot of hissin but yall pussy weak rattle
Me whoopin up all over that ass just peak paddle
I'm sittin side saddle while yall cattle
I box em in like fiddle faddle
Yea I do a little dabble
No babble
Just straight to the core.. no apple
Not just another seed planted by your average rapper
Plus shawty wanna hit me with that super slapper
Aye kay aye that voodoo snapper
Probably have me bust off in the doo doo clapper
You a guru hacker
A boo koo backer
Lil shoe goo splatter
Lil boo boo bagger
Zulu bragger
No time for your goo goo ga ga
Zoot suits for stragglers
And coos coos for haglers
Two scoops for new jackers
N old school tool clappers
And those runnin your rude flappers
Imposters and fake actors
All you megan kellys and jake tappers
And fake laughers
Who flake crackers

So folo yolo fomo fafo
Fear of losing out.. don't
You only live once ... yo
Fear of missing out.. won't
Fuck around and find out... Goat
Greatest of all time... dope
The bravest in raw rhyme
So save it cuz yall lyin
I do this for Hip Hop
Im takin all shine
You ain't never flip no work
You ain't ever have what we call grind
I do this for hip hop (hip hop)
If yall can't see that then yall blind
It's right in front of your fuckin face like a raw line



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