Long Island Degrees

DOVE:
It's strong island for real, where critters run wild
The prefix is 516 the top of the dial
Through the L.I. Sound, to the villa down under
And across the globe I heard a lot of folks wondern'
So when's it coming 'cause the stakes is high
See big money that waves, don't put the pen to my page
And ain't nothing' wrong with standing still and relaxin'
And spendin' some of the cash that Uncle Sam is gonna tax
A New York demeanor is sit back in the beamer
With nothin' to lose but some gas and some minutes
Ignorin' the gazers 'cause some stars don't get petty
And that trash you talk is just New Years confetti
It's like that y'all, but that's all 'bout to change
Like some of my own, people tend to act strange
I'm makin' a scene, and it's served with it's capabilities
So set it at an islands degrees

POS:
It's strong island for real, the diagnosis is supreme
The prefix is 516, where microphones fiend
The voices that gots the gift, 'cause the world is on their shoulders
Making plans to switch from little rock to money boulders
The real proceed
My girls stand deep from Nubian acting like Colombians selling keys
Characters have the tendency to con themselves
To think the East Coast is only New York and Philadelph.
You know the way we blow, your shit is played like pork
And as for what we be bringing you, we live and direct from New York
I ought to say my fam 'causes commercs
Steppin' to me fool will get you punched out like a curse
It's like that y'all, let it all consume
Like them brothers who smoke, 'till they high like the moon
Soon to a town near you be them super emcees
Setting them Long Island degrees

DOVE:
I hit the L.I.R.R. for big dreamers out east
And get you bank roll split
Bangin' dents out your systems
Selling points to get the uppercut like Sonny Liston
But eyes closed episodes
Brings you back to zeroes
The same hero playing like he Casablanca
Blind to it, but I'm a grind him up a cup of Sanka
Servin' dimes loves on tennis courts and sorts
Laid back like grown folks sippin' tea for sport

POS:
I be sweeping up the room with my lyrical broom
While others rhymes smell like plastic like some lunch room
Utensils, the official color of the planet is green
Which grows in pockets of them people willing to scheme
Ain't no exposÚ, these facts are from the mouth
Profilin' through the island with that wind from down south
At last, be the world broadcast from the crew who gave you 3's
Magic on and island's degrees

DOVE:
It's strong island for real where the critters smoke fritters
Night time excites time for the heavy hitters
Gang on hers 'cause in the mean time mine is home on date
Fluffing pillows impatiently waintin' ain't no debatin'
'bout to settle, check the level stakes is high as the sky
I got some questions about your life if you so ready to die
We in the last quarter y'all, somebody's gonna cry
I think they need to set the clock before the time passes by

POS:
In the round one no nines my size can get swelly
Sensing danger I will play a ranger on my celly with my felly
We're wonderful like colorful flix
Provide a thread and needle every time the stages get ripped
I grip upon the pleasure sippin' the tea
On the island 'cause that island is the main artery
So um you better come and give respect of catch some of these
Knucks from the island degrees







'Rap? It sucks. I hate it.'
'In what particular way?'
'It just don't appeal to me, you know. There's no music in it, it's
just... niggers talkin'.'









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