Exhibit V

Duration

2:43

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Exhibit V, notice I be spittin deep Painting portraits with the words, so explicitly Patient offense, the team all in symphony Play the boss, at any cost, it means victory Army of infantry sent for me mentally strong though Since my infancy doubted consistently Proved em all wrong though Bust rhymes in my head while grandpa beat the bongo Sit in class I’m in English spittin math Hit the grass then pass it like Rondo I’m from the dirty rotten, automatically poppin You’re soon to see me rockin tartan eating goose in Scotland My niggas screaming like they Spartan, bitches pussy farting Laid up in the layer high as Himalayas watching Martin How I escape the violence while I’m tryna stack a pile Wonder if I’ll break the silence if I crack a smile Peace to all the fam on the islands never backing down Kurt Angle ankle lock, got these clowns tapping out You know it’s true, it’s true, you little foolish fools Hispanic shorty feed me bialys, she Jewish too Gotta give the credit, when it’s due, it’s due It is what it is, do what I gotta do Bumpin Rakim, KRS-ONE too Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap, by now your blunts blew Trippin over niggas that once I knew Cause suddenly we strangers, over time the months grew Fuck all you dickheads and all you cunts too Just know I won’t be home when you show up at my front stoop I’m on the move, got money to make Ears to bless, ya’ll a mess acting funny and fake Spit a curse in a verse, now the mummy’s awake Make you swallow your pride, give your tummy a ache, shit