Still Enterlude - Clear Soul Forces

Ha, ha, ha

Yea

Still, still

Yo

It’s like

Yo

Still dangerous

Still there for my niggas in a crunch

This long road through life paved with the bodies of many men

Still leaving when I’m broke in my head I’m in a Benz

Still an optimist

Still cooking these raps, whipping my wrist

Still fuck with Tribe but rolling through the east side just to give me some of

them, vibes

Still inhaling, jetsetting, and exhaling

Still getting back to the roots

Still getting up off the couch and seeking truth

Who would’ve knew, royalties and fees

Niggas still better hit Soundclick if you want shit for free

I’m in the zone

Still can’t think without my headphones on

Still it was written

Still folding rappers up 'til they kidneys touch they appendix

Still the sound of submission when lungs deflate

Still a part of my heathen, kush breathing

Pen still mightier than the sword

Still strangle dragons with a microphone cord

Rhymes still E.T.

mode

Rappers hear 'em and they still phone home

Niggas still say I look like KRS

When it comes to this booth, niggas still get checked

With no Nikes

CSF still nice

Still a million miles from the ground with the bounce unlimited

Still the force is strong with this one

Still knuckling up

Still rolling nugs

Still not giving a fuck

Still about more than making a buck

Still get yours with the extra cheese deluxe

Still for the ones with the pavement running amok

Still write rhymes and get stuck

Still hit the stage and light that bitch up like lightning struck

Still not comfortable in the crowd

Those we lost, I know they still shining down

Still smiling and proud

My morals never change, no fuck shit allowed

Still recognizing, in need hit that lifeline

Soft niggas handshake still flakier than filet o' cod

Who still giving these niggas jobs

Still don’t fuck with one time

Still driving down the freeway

Still got the skills that make you hit replay

Still see bullshit coming from a mile away

Still learn lessons

Still make mistakes

And still made Cabernet from them stomped out grapes

Still, nigga