Video 001 Demo de Ahrod 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ahrod - 001 Demo Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jaiquan Tyre]
Am I a dope MC? Am I just OCD? I don't know
Actually, it is both for me
Potently pushing the pen to write prophecies
Constantly choosing to grow as I ought to be Botany
Quality Broccoli rolled in a Grabba leaf
Lawfully hitting the spliff with impunity
In the street, homies locked up just for moving weed
Probably shouldn’t be
Dispensaries all on the block
An imprisoned teen rots on cell block
As you shop at the legal trap house
He thinks 'bout all the years 'til he’s out
Meanwhile, the pharmacist with doctorate can deal us loud
And not get time for this, I'm gettin' sick of this shit
Fatherless are cribs that children live in
Livin' in a system built against them
No one there to assist
There's no John Stockton in the projects I guess
Process, it's a process I guess
Livin' in a system built against them
No one there to assist
There's no John Stockton in the projects I guess
Process, it’s a process I guess

[Chorus: Jaiquan Tyre]
I’m John Stockton, passin' the knowledge, I’m Steve Nash
I'm Jason Kidd, I'm Chris Paul with the Dimer Badge
I serve the nicks, I Scott Skiles the dime bags
I'm the "Big O" with O’s
I can show you how to move those
[Verse 2: Simpo]
Yeah, A-B-C, 1-2-3
Since I was two or three, said I had ADD, baby
Bitch, don't play me, more like ADHD
I was playing Section 80
Good kid in a city that's mad
Quick and fast, I'm chasin' the bag
Quick to blast if you make it lag
Bust yo' ass and make a sack
Lookin' rich and feelin' sad, it's a process, yeah, yeah
It's a process
Joel Embiid, Ben Simmons shootin' threes
No tellin' me that I can't shoot from deep
Reload the clip and give the trigger squeeze
Bust two or three into the industry
Grab his body in a speed and lead the rapper six feet deep
It's homicide on any beat, capiche
Nigga, hush it, no discussion, you can't touch it, flow disgustin'
Good as fuck and that ain't bluffin', must be somethin', but it's nothin'
Tired of waitin', know what's comin', EE Cummins from my stomach
Poet spittin', time is lunch as SimPo comes
Nigga, fuck it, always flowin', never rushin'
Always flowin', never rushin', fuck it

[Chorus: Jaiquan Tyre & Ahrod]
I'm John Stockton, passin' the knowledge, I'm Steve Nash
I'm Jason Kidd, I'm Chris Paul with the Dimer Badge
I serve the nicks, I Scott Skiles the dime bags
I'm the "Big O" with O's (Yeah)
I can show you how to move those (Look, I'm)
[Verse 3: Ahrod]
Operatin' an out of body experience
Allocate for happiness, adequately American
Barely, but I been [?] to stretch, my shoulders be carryin'
Mirrorin' the best, none the less, the motion be varyin'
Buryin' the rest in the dirt, I turn them to skeleton
Activatin' my melanin, tap into the element of eloquence
Action-oriented, that's the trip [?] insentience
Crack the door and let 'em in, look
Half a quarter, I grab the gas, equals a splash of water
I'm blastin' for it, I'm back to passin' my last true quarter
What that mean? I don't fuckin' know, I'm just out of order
Aura of a Shamen, I'm kinda shinin' from 'cross the borders
Show another island and find the Mayan that lost the water
Spendin' demon that's creepin' deeper than son and daughters
[?], and goin' out of my way
And find my purpose on this Earth and so I'm out of this place
Yeah

[Chorus: Jaiquan Tyre]
I'm John Stockton, passin' the knowledge, I'm Steve Nash
I'm Jason Kidd, I'm Chris Paul with the Dimer Badge
I serve the nicks, I Scott Skiles the dime bags
I'm the "Big O" with O's
I'm John Stockton, passin' the knowledge, I'm Steve Nash
I'm Jason Kidd, I'm Chris Paul with the Dimer Badge
I serve the nicks, I Scott Skiles the dime bags
I'm the "Big O" with O's
I can show you how to move those