Dante's Inferno lyrics

by

Pete Rock


Introduction:

One time for your mind, two times for the rhyme like that. Word
Yea it be like that, sometimes
Yea it be like that, sometimes
Strive for the future

[Verse One]

f*ck and introduction
I'm serving beef to whoever what it
Like f*ck it
I'll be the first to bring the ruckus
The villainous
Climbing down your chimney
Like the Boogeyman
And tried to keep the peace
Battle raps go hand and hand
Mothaf*ckas in the underground
Better start to salute me
Jacking my styles buffoonery
Top villains lack the purity
Of the original villain
It ain't even about the money
But it is about your loyalty
How you moving meaning more to me
Decisions Decisions
I swear to God these n*ggas b*tches
But I get labeled as the bad guy
For speaking out against them
Catch me on the up and up
Dolo walking
A prophet
Allegiance off to the marksman
You basic spitting the typical
Getting popped off
Or ran the f*ck over by Southern Levies
The flow is heavy
Poetic Death corrupting all of yall
With the Nubian Bling
Look what I did to these rappers man
Look what I did to these rappers

[Chorus]

Sometimes
Yea it be like that (4x)

[Verse Two]

Ayo the motto's been the same
Since n*ggas jumped off the plane wildin'
I'll spit a couple 32s
And bounce to the Cambridge Islands
I'm lounging
Dolo on the block with the hooded sweater
Ain't going out like Trayvon
You cracka n*ggas move along
Trying to get on
To the top of the bracket
And I ain't packing
Wooden caskets of poverties
Babies die for monopoly money
You tenderoni types to only bark with the homies
In the same fashion the pigs do
When they rockin out with the badges on em
See I ain't sweating it
My real n*ggas represent
Haters on the block
They wanna take you out to the parking lot
I'm coo with it
My celly buzzin form my Mrs
She's trying to get my di*k sucked
I'm trying to get her pus*y eaten
Might have a threesome
That depends on how we feeling
I got a list of known celebs
I'm trying to bag before the weekend
All these rappers got me f*cked up
Trying to clown on my vernacular
I spit a flow spectacular
I'm laughing at you amateurs
Who wanna wage wars like Kamikazes
Knock me on that sucka sh*t
Get bombed like Nagasaki
For the fish scale
Hoping you repel
So many farewells
I done made it pretty far
From where I started off as a child
I'll put my foot up in your ass boy
I roam without the posse
A Neo-Nazi in comparison to n*ggas
Who try to plot on me
So I'm posted at the Arco
Never posted up in park though
Surveillance or the radar
These rappers never been hard

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