JRP (ROTY)
Craig Vill
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Trench coat with the glasses at the back of the church You can see me show a lil smirk every-time That they grab one of them niggas out the back of the hearse Wit my woman and I'm asking her to pass me her purse Reaching for the knife cause you know that the hammer was broke And that ain't even a joke This shit a accurate verse Regardless I just like to stab em out with some switchblades and a dagger first This rap shit'll f*ck around and be my favorite sport Then it's basketball cause bitch I'm undefeated in court And I don't give a f*ck about a nigga ballin hard Cause all in all I pass it to may dawg he f*ck around unload the cartridge off Stand over the body confirm the kill and make sure The shooter walking out the same day through them same doors Cause that's the type of shit my lawyer out here getting paid for Niggas sending empty threats Im supposed to be scared of that You talking bout my dead cuz I know where yours is buried at Tried to go outside and protest to stop the violence Y'all ain't like it So now I'm in this duffel bag I'm Tryna stuff his ass I grab the strap it had a silencer attached We on his street he talking quiet while he under attack Said he a demon guess he forgot that hell hot Make the reverend run when enemies hop out in shell tops Prayed to god for better days and got shot after And I'm flattered that they label me a conscious rapper But when you Hercules from juggling all of these murder scenes The coca leaf, and saving fiends I'm only conscious Cause none of this shit I spit is ever make believe I remember the call from Jazz when my cousin died I watched my momma cry Now I'm traumatized I seen all the bombings in the street through Bin laden eyes Don't ask my gangstas what they chopper would do All my niggas was raised with the lions like they name Ndamukong Suh My brother left me locked up that's why I hate niggas Never changed on the gang for a trade nigga I'm Dame Lillard And some of y'all niggas just need to lay off me He talk shit like Larry legend but the performance is Playoff P Came around and left his body face down in the garbage Reem On the block like bron for Igoudalas he a chase down artist Pass the ball criss cross his body need to touch the earth The shooter got more game than Jesus Shuttlesworth I saw one of my young niggas wanted to be a shooter And he got so much potential So I took em to to the range and showed him Duncan fundamentals Made sure to tell em no lacking F*ck around and switch sports hike the ball I'm taking off like Bo Jackson Bout to get drafted cause it's the right time Posted up Atlanta then Dallas just when it's prime time And if I pay em man I know that they'll do it All my niggas hit the hardest like Ray Rice or Ray Lewis My nigga caught another body it's upsetting cause I knew the boul Then he went to Tampa Bay to celebrate like he just won his 7th Super Bowl And I hate these bitch niggas acting masculine dog We tracking you in the field wait to toss them javelins off It's schemes like this that took me here Regardless of the venue you gon shake my hand And understand that I'm the rookie of the year
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