Amadeus The Stampede

Believable

I'm an addict no joke, I fiend for this rap shit
Fresh out of rehab kid, I'm back at it
Disgusted, broke every mirror in my house
I got demons, make it clear what I'm about
Nights choosing lessons, fam in the dope beats
Standing on both feet, damned in these cold streets
Don't speak, let the music do the talking
Bloody stages and dance floors, ruined Walkmen
Make your computer crash, do the math
Kick it with the crew at last, Greater Good flew the flag
Two g's up, we bust, believe us
Feel a deep rush when pain and Stampede what
Sneaky fucks crept on me, tried to beat me up
Feed me cuts, drop freestyles, an easy buck
Shooting rhythms like heroin and bet on
Smoking MC's, like Stretchcon(?) I'm headstrong

Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless
Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed
So cool, no telling what I go through
Wanna see what it is? Let me show you

Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless
Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed
So cool, no telling what I go through
Wanna see what it is? Let me show you

Not a pipedream, just a lot of ice cream
Let the light beam off my jewels, my eyes gleam
Rep hard, putting it down for my team
Grimy mic fiend, do you know what I mean?
I got it on the arm for the fact that I'm real
Getting distribution and the packaging deals
Boxes of that potent flying across the ocean
Thank the man Leedz for giving me my promotion
Sum of all fans being equal to the quotient
Of how many times I put out some more dope shit
Eat my dust, screw these green-eyed fucks
Because they don't feel pain or breathe like us
Pay attention sucker, you can see I'm nuts
Cut the cheque, bitch, I don't got free time cunt
Wife says slaughter, nights in the head waters
White is getting snorted, writing it to record it

Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless
Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed
So cool, no telling what I go through
Wanna see what it is? Let me show you

Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless
Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed
So cool, no telling what I go through
Wanna see what it is? Let me show you

Flood the block block with all that product
Bust the squawk box and call my squad up
Bang it to these groupies and hoes, the dick riders
Jump on the bandwagon after chips rise up
Original beats, showbiz your raw talent
Chilling on peeps, slow kids lost balance
Folks proud of the boy, I know what I know
Die slow, pussy should've never walked the tightrope
Fucking circus act, you vermin rat
I heard your tracks, every single verse was whack
Trying to make money off a gangster image
The game is finished and that's ? brains, you fit in
Rock and roller, I'm dying to cross over
Need your career revived then call Hova
I'm up and coming, motherfuckers running
Zigzagging, dodging the shots of a drunken gunman

Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless
Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed
So cool, no telling what I go through
Wanna see what it is? Let me show you

Ride or die, wanna test homie? God bless
Ams in the flesh, beating me is all fixed
So cool, no telling what I go through
Wanna see what it is? Let me show you