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Skate Or Die Bitch

from Prostitutes' Yard Sale by Silky Johnson and Zachg

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lyrics

What did it take
Only mostly all of everything
Will it hurt when it breaks
Omly as much as you put your heart in
I live the art in it
Touched the plaque ridden arthritic parts and chose not to barter with it
Not to bother with it
I kept on pressin
I caught on fire
Remebered lessons
Remained still emerged a more resplendent version of my previous impressions

I laid down measurees upon hard drives
Songs upon 2x cd-r's
years of my everything under the same stars
Not flippin the same bars
Or raisin the same heart
I came up out of everglades where nobody came at all so of course I came hard
When I stepped to the game
Cause aint no corner for nobody for rap bodies where I came
From once again
I say stepped up in this melee with nobody but me mane
So whatever I got
Wjatever I'm worth
Be the fruit of the labor as I cast off this dirt
Repel the hate and the hurt
You can believe I am tested
But there aint a chance in heaven that I'm givin a fuck
Turn a punk motherfucker into instant bitch dust
Just add hot water
So they talkin bout I'm rappin like I ever said I wanna
All that I remember skateboards hip hop marijuana
And not this famous rapper skate talk
I'm talkin bout that real walk
I go louie barletta not no simon fuckin woodstock
Andy mcdonald sucker kickflip in flip flops
Lame shit
Tom penny on a lame bitch
Drake jones with the tre flip
Nobody showed me the way man I made it
graduate to the mic from the pavement
And I rolled through the streets
To feel something more than what was given
And it wasn't just a sport it was the essence of my livin
It wasn't just a board it was my freedom bein ridden
And the freedom to push became the freedom to speak
And my tricks in a line became my word on a beat
And I brought to the rhyme what I picked up in the streets
What I picked up in the wetlands
Where I pickrd up anything that moved and learned its ways with my young hands


So you hearin what I'm claimin nah nah I bet you aint
But you talkin bout you skatin while you posin and you fake
You act like your a rapper
But you're a bad actor
And don't know shit of the word
Reside in the silence that comes after
And feel the space all around
Cause silence half of everything you refer to as sound
And in the midst of the image



That aint me

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from Prostitutes' Yard Sale, track released November 29, 2011
Silky: beats, and mix.

Zachg: raps, and art.

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