The Gift - Rappin' 4-Tay

Police stay infiltrating

But us black folks really infiltrating our damn self you know what I’m saying?

So we just gotta roll with the punches

And be prepared for anything come along our way, you know?

I had it hard I remember it all, mane

No need to purp, I had to work a proper plan

Because my mama, she was workin' and cookin' and doin' it all

Washin' my cloths, cleaning my nose, scrubbin' the floor, scrubbing the walls

She said «whatever you do with your life, just do it properly

And maybe one day you own your own business and buy some property»

My momma schooled me with the game oh yes she laced me

So all them sheisty suckers up in the town, they couldn’t fade me

Still can’t, I clock bank, I’m potent like a spliff

You know why?

Because the good lord gave me the gift

I don’t know what you can do

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Whatever it is make sure it’s good for you

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

A butcher, a baker, a candlestickmaker

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Whatever

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

I don’t know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it’s good for you

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

A butcher, a baker, a candlestickmaker

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

You know the rhyme

How would I rap, how would I rhyme?

How would I get me some peace of mind?

I’m thanking the lord, I’m having a

For pulling this shit that I pulled before

Laughing and gaffing at criminal minded

Federal agents follow me 24/7, I pop my spot but they can’t find it

And they’re so mad cause I’m shaking em, breaking em, taking em, yes I’m swift

You know why?

Because the good lord gave me the gift

I don’t know what you can do

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Whatever it is make sure it’s good for you

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

A butcher, a butcher, a candlestickmaker

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Whatever

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

I don’t know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it’s good for you

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

A butcher, a baker, a candlestickmaker

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

You know the rhyme

Chilling in home like a zone, reminding myself of Al Capone

Cause soon as some drama comes up in my face, I’m telling you nigga it’s on

And the lad the young ones

Slanging and banging and hanging out on the turf, don’t be the sprung one,

the dumb one

Who follow the leader?

You be the leader so we can achieve what goal be

Cause I tell you my brother there’s nothing as good as keeping your ass off

parole

You gotta do what you got’s to do, you gotta hustle

Just remember the circumstances brother, life is just like a puzzle

I’m dropping something that you can relax your mind to

It ain’t no ratatatat, you go with the gat, I roll with the Ragtop crew

Just a gang of the riggidy rap so we can lift up out of the five-o face

And tell them that the Good Lord gave me the gift

I don’t know what you can do

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Whatever it is make sure it’s good for you

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

A butcher, a baker, a candlestickmaker

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Whatever

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

I don’t know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it’s good for you

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

A butcher, a baker, a candlestickmaker

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

You know the rhyme

He gave me

The gift, the gift to sang

He gave me

The gift, the gift to sang

To do my thing whenever I want

To sing I’m sorry, make things go right

Oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

Listen to this

He gave me the voice to sang

(I'm tryna control my scene, it’s me and my friend in the room cloudy)

Oh yeah

The same way 4-Tay is doing his thang

(He gave me the gift to spit, the gift to keep the crowd rowdy)

He gave me the voice to sang