R. City

(Verse 1)
Sitting on the couch with my head in my hands I need to think
Think fast, need to set up a plan to get big
Lick already said I’m the man I know this
But it’s hard being my own fan
I’m so thick, thick headed when it comes to the flow
My secret weapon
Said the go cause there’s no better time than
The present, not a second time to get a stepping
What’s a hustle for a hustler if it’s the wrong direction
I take a sec making all the right corrections
Full inspection make sure its perfected
Some neglected saying I’m obsessive
But a record ain’t a record less it really is impressive
I’ve been infected with the sickness of perfectionist
Like if you grab a hips and twist it while your sexing it
It feels betta betta use of the erection
A free lesson, very welcome
Baby don’t you even mention it

(Chorus)
Cause if your trying and aint working
And you just don’t get it and it sound well
Just wont flow (X2)
We’ll recognize
Real you can bet cause the music
Come from my soul
From my soul
From my soul
I said the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games with it
Till the limitsey
Asher Rosh aint no joke
Aint no joke


(Verse 2)
I see the visions bigger than the big picture
Doing division with figures of dirt diggler
Weed an liqueur play the role of an addiction
But efflicted for the sicktion
I still remain a stickler
Slick thinker, quick picker upper
Bounty hunter for the runners and
I found about a hundred of em
They be dumb enough drugging them
with bubble gum I cover them, smuther them,
and then I tell their mother on em
getting grounded for sounding like a
clown not allowed out the house for
Bringing our sound down, kick out
Vanished from the town but bromanted
may be granted while they handed me
My crown
Bow down start respecting it
New rules in effect and you all should
Expected it new schools is erect
Ash Roth be the president cause I’m a
True perfectionist

(Chorus)

Cause if your trying and aint working
And you just don’t get it and it sound well
Just wont flow (X2)
We’ll recognize
Real you can bet cause the music
Come from my soul
From my soul
From my soul
I said the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games with it
Till the limitsey
Asher Rosh aint no joke
Aint no joke


(Beanie)
Kiss my ring is a b mac thing
I’m on a road to the richest like a
G-rap thing
Young and jump from the corner
Then he got king
Look who ran through your castle
And scooped your queen
I aint your average little rapper young
Scrapper, I aint a backpacker
I’m an original gun clapper
I buck shot shorties and turning moon blacker
Snap like cameras in dark room rappers
Who arm full metal jacket
Niggas hambuger hell, get your potune captioned
You in deep water this harpoon practice
Your dudes is cactus, cartoon rappers
I draw on niggas like stick figures
Get the picture, I aint easy to trace nigga
You should expected this from two
Rap perfectionist

(Chorus)

Cause if your trying and aint working
And you just don’t get it and it sound well
Just wont flow (X2)
We’ll recognize
Real you can bet cause the music
Come from my soul
From my soul
From my soul
I said the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games with it
Till the limitsey
Asher Rosh aint no joke
Aint no joke