"Lineup"

Cliffy G LCS x Evince Lyrics: “I’m a survivor, always been a wild one I feel like I’m drowning, with no one to get along with Maybe it’s the timing, or my medication the ganja But shit, just throw me in the lineup, I am just fine I’m on my hustle, I always got the files on me You don’t wanna get me riled up, I’ll go full Hulk n body someone The beast inside me undeniable, I’ve been through trials, straight out the Bible Always held liable, I can’t stand a sarcastic, passive aggressive liar I put em right down My status is a pylon, I am the paragon Yeh, Baby Cliff about to go childish I put in the mileage and studied my country, never fucked with the makeup or collagen I do not bleed silence, this music is more than rhyming shit Clearly I know how to cook a ramen dish and do the Ramadan I am the big boy, the elephant They say I can’t act, well I betcha didn’t notice I had to donate my body to experiments just to make ends meet And for that I’m the enemy Man, just throw em in the addendum And tell ya office a celebrity mentioned ya Go get your credits, bud I’m a survivor, always been a wild one I feel like I’m drowning, with no one to get along with Maybe it’s the timing, or my medication the ganja But, throw me in the lineup, I am just fine I’m alright I’m ok I’m good Straight Ok We can’t ever get along and I know why I’m really the fall guy, with the bald top I got the mind of the whole lab You sociopaths don’t know what a true sociologist means until he’s dead, or a musician Like I shoulda gone to Columbia or Tisch, or moved back to Michigan I hate conservatives and liberals, they can’t take nothing literal, always gotta be figurative This is the American sickness They just wanna rib, they can’t handle the tissue I’m a survivor, that’s the issue, and somehow it ain’t news Like I ain’t talking shooters, and it ain’t cool Ok, I put the green dot to ya chest with the 30-aught-six Throw 23 in the Glock, like Jordan, n then jump the thing Mod the AK and let it go automatic I’m a deadshot with the 50 from a distance 30-poppers got an airsoft kick I’ll leave ya crying like a leak I got the snubnose in my pocket like a wallet One shot, that’s how we meet I’m a survivor I’m a survive”