PLAY DAT ROLE - LEON ROCKMORE
Written:RIBKAT
So I don't give a what
And that's usually
When they wanna go
And give it up
They don't wanna
Pay attention to
What's on the menu
So I'm a serve em a
Tak Radio special
And interrupt Flatline
They don't wanna test
The Kung Fu you're garbage
Chop Suey lunch
And junk food
Speed bag brush my knuckles
Your raps are quite
Hhumorous enough to chuckle
Here we go now
You know Tak is cookin'
Ain't no other option
Big shots to Brooklyn
Yo Che I see you out in
Park Slope better
Call up your connect
Cause you know
I brought dope
Yeah the must
Of heard the name
Hotter than a flame
On a Bunsen Burner
So for all my people
In the
SFV we got another one
Cause anything
I touch is murder
And that's how that go
On the humble
I ain't gotta Play dat role
I let the music speak
For the nonbelievers
In the front row seats
To behind the bleachers
And that's how that go
On the humble
I ain't gotta Play dat role
I let the music speak for
The nonbelievers in the
Front row seats
To behind the bleachers
I ain't got a alias
Took my first name and
I put it in reverse
For the hell of it
Your little birdbrain
Gettin' crushed in the
Big foot lodge
By the stampeding elephants
Be careful when you're
Riding with your boy
I'm iller than an episode of
China Illinois
I could chop em down
And put em in a box
With the quickness listen
I'm the one they try
To still avoid man
Shatter your melon like
Gallagher with the hammer
I'm a snap on anybody
Who challenge us on the
Frontline reppin
For the LR squad
They heard one rhyme now
They all could tell
I'm god they like Wait
Hold up they know that mister
The only man blowin' up
The solar system
I'm a take it back
To the good original rap
Where people had a killer beat
And the flows were different
And that's how that go
On the humble
I ain't gotta Play dat role
I let the music speak for
The nonbelievers in the
Front row seats
To behind the bleachers
And that's how that go
On the humble
I ain't gotta Play dat role
I let the music speak for
The nonbelievers
In the front row seats
To behind the bleachers
Take a little trip
Inside my soul
Down a much
Less traveled road
Only if
I could press rewind
I would never
Let this moment go
Take a little trip
Inside my soul
Down a much less traveled road
Only if I could press rewind
I would never
Let this moment go
Take a little trip
Inside my soul
Down a much less
Traveled road
Only if
I could press rewind
I would never
Let this moment go
I would never
Let this moment go
I would never
Let this moment go
Inside my soul
Down a much less