Lyrics:
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Showdown
I'm about to lay your body down
Rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
It's about to be a showdown
I'm
then it
Means that you're missing me
I'm fly yet pissed like an angry bird
Whatever you do just know that
I can't be hurt
Whatever you do just know that
bitch like a DVD
Broke ass boy you smoking on CBD
Carry a big ass stick it go BBB
Been with that shit since a kid, I got heaters on me
She suck like
a man comin' on right now
He's garuanteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can
up with a silver string
Delivered by a fast train rearranging how I think
He said "I can't believe you even know that I exist,
I've got all of your
smoking on that cinnamon
Me and you the same like we were some synonyms
Love the way that ass bounce
Know I ain't gone back down
Trying not to tap out
of three
In Keego Harbor
My parents met in a bar in Keego Harbor
And the video store isn't there anymore by the water
Of Dollar Lake
Where there's so much
an inch, shit
Haunted by a spirit that's anachronistic
I'mma have to sage the place 'til Casper's evicted
I be in the throng of occult phenomenon
Now I'm
Sold on CD and MP3 and my shows will be recorded for a Live DVD
'Cause I've got the ability to reach a high degree
And If you're thinking that I'm
stood on his own ladder
Oh, open the door, Richard
Well, I guess that must be a new law just come out
Ah, supposed I don't come down then what's gon'
write suicide
I write about life
I write about Nat
I write about this
I write about that
I write till I crack
Like an egg
Splat
Ink flows through my
master bedroom
Saw ya DVD you talking that ridiculous noise
Sister got kids with baby cribs bigger then yours
Danny DeVito ducking down
Couldn't even
token
Asses open, droppin' shit
Flashback, that's a hashtag
Man fuck down like a mersey
Smell these niggas like an armpit
I be in like David on
My avid
nigga like you, runnin' your mouth
Will, have that same nigga like you, gun in your mouth
But won't be like the last time when you run in the house
color as PJ
(yeah) I got a champagne range
Pick niggas off, I got a night-scope aim (Bah)
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya ass
back down
All the ones that used to hate me
How does karma sound?
All these rappers think they're hot
I'll have to calm them down like
1 gone, 2 gone, 3
and Click-ish
Like that there nigga, re-cop from Mack Diamond
Pop a collar one time, let me know you're still timin
I'm a Bay nigga, all in L.A. nigga
No
(Yeah!)
"Shh" 'bout that shit in the kitchen, yeah (What?)
Niggas gon' do you like Biggie, huh (Bah!)
She put on a show, gettin' jiggy, uh (Ha)
I ain't
soundin' like a fuckin' clown
N.O.R.E. and them had to go and take the interview down
He defended the cop that had George Floyd on the ground
He say dumb
raise this generation
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it sure would be nice to have my daddy around
[Verse 1:]
All I need is
to be a vortex, like a big mouth, attracting everything into its centre, a black hole. As they approached, the flight speed was tremendously increased by
flesh and smell like human fecal pies
Everybody shit's themselves after they die
(That's right)
Is a torture that's death by design
My consists of duct
its funny as hell to me you know what I'm saying we shooting a am I a psycho video down in Atlanta somewhere outside of Atlanta it was cold as hell it
action
Uh yeah stay by myself cause these niggas be lame
I know that these pussy niggas gone hate
I told my momma that I'm gone be great
Drip is the real,
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