The Reminder - Leaf Dog, Kool Keith, BVA

It’s hard to restrain, when shit gets such a merit state

States change like helouigenics, we’re dead I’m just full of merits

Only role-playin if she’s calling me Denice, and talkin like she’s from Venice,

I watch it like Wimbledon

Cause the flow is kinda deep but simple think it might be stoned

I just hope it puts a spell on you like Nina Simone

You hear the speakers moan, and that’s the rappers and apparatus

Wack producers classically trained to play maraccas, no majors to back us

Thought they’d wouldn’t see us on the plane like B A barrakas

Hip hop maintains through the veins, bless the whipper snappers

Some shit you catch and throw back because it swims backwards, looking more

like dim actors

I’m always high, sometimes sober and if that makin sense to then I guess your

just in a different coma

Spit promoter, but when they start to dribble man, its over, like they died

from overdose and exposure

Rap ain’t nothin but wack rap now see when i bring the 600 Mercedes out and

call wack rappers out

Just to lay this out

Leaf and BVA tell em we still own rap to this day

I’m on MTV gettin interviewed by swade, the most rappers can do for me is

carbernate

While I sit with your chick and sip chardonnay, child protective services,

I watch jen make a her eat the cake like anime?

Rappers got auddiences they never see, I guess they won’t fan away

The club was empty ask your MC lineup how long ya want me to wait

The boxes from my voice are startin' to shake

Don’t make me blunks boogie and harlem shake

Show ya team how they use shake and bake

I can’t cook right now cause these chickens is fake, they flower based,

I’m powerful with that white face

Y’all deodernt under my arms

Might set off the alarms

Its the reminder son

Your never on my mental plane but always want to be awards

Stuck on duty free trying find a style you can’t afford, choose your sword

The master of one will get rewards, makin souls look better like im woking at

the morge, had to trumatic birth, born with a cord around his neck,

so its only right ya gettin hang ups from what he said

As a kid I never rebeled like the rappers for the wisdom but got stuck behind

bars rick sampled made in prison is forgiven

Ya jealous with that look on ya face, while ya story leaves nowhere line a

nunso case, so what a waste

Lyrically we bring you the reminder your still tryin bite the dog like delicacy

in China

Trying to out rhyme ya but the beefs made up, like a ice girl that never had

the beef weighed up

Were heavy weight, like the kid in the line you ain’t gettin impregnate the

beat with words you can feed the kitten…