Lyrics:
Smoking weed, true indeed
Sick emcees presented by tecca neez
Check it out
Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
on the groove
Several wopplers kinetic
My beat's energetic when reseted
You wonder why, we put our friends through calisthenics
So check out the fiery, I'm
I started feeling the pressure
So I need a little hope
I need to double the dutch
Like I started jumping rope
My body surrounded by water
I'm not
actually better for me with less emcees to compete
So keep talking shit while I'm thinking out the cubby
I never-ever-ever-ever had an ounce of doubt in me
a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
He said "Can you swing a hammer" He said "do anything you hire me to."
"Now ain't you something! So
to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John
don't bother me
I Stay drowning in a 6 pack
Do it how it otta be
Dousing em with a sick track
Dipping in a quick lac
Knowing that you wick wack
So I sit
y'all LeAnn Rimes
I'm Severely gifted, uplifted in my spirits
I leave these tracks so hot that magma couldn't come near it
So don't get me started with
cap
Gangsta rap, we practically fuckin' started that
Everyday with this game I'm gettin' smarter at
Sky's the limit so everytime I get on a track
going so ghost
You could say I'm wearing camo
Call me Danny phantom
Because I am going ghost
Yuh
Anytime you hear my tracks
"Hey can we be bro's"
Call me
staying
Young Scar done with waiting
Had to level up my payment
Fuck what you think
Nigga, I'm sick
Three tracks a day, I've been cooking them hits
I
'cause ion' wanna pretend
That the pain is gone, nights feel so long
And I'm sick of lyin' to myself
'Cause I know it's fuckin' with my health
And I know
move back further
I'm at the finish line and there ain't no drill
It's so far behind but yet ain't got the brains to quit it
When she blows up she'll
to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John
in my class then
But then I got booked which
Equaled up to my absence
That was an addition to your buzz but
Now I'm bout to subtract it
So simplifying
on the beat, and I run like a track star
The game is my child, I left it a bastard
So, far ahead cuz I got this shit mastered
Achuu let me start by spreading
like oh no I'm smashing your innocence
Maine when you spit flame the game really gets
Petty I'm too ready brain crushing you idiots
Man so sick when I
of humanity
I think I have a split personality
I'm falling from an individuality
Other people make me sick
Let me just jump off a bridge
To prove my immortality
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
with you
Your goddamn right I'm feeling myself
A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself
Looking for a chick chilling for self
So I can show her
alone, but I'm no good by myself
Can't cover my tracks, so there's no reason to hide
Turn my back on the past, but it's hard to say goodbye
Said I'm sick
the end
But I'm past that now I'm trying to mend
I want peace and love so my soul can ascend
Pin me against any one of these niggas
If I'm on the track
I lost my scruples
Went straight banoodles
When I raped that putu
And tried to turn the putu
Into, veh, Oodles of Noodles
Now I'm chased by
Wait this would make it five times
Now I'm just wasting your time
By rhyming time with more time
Just so you'll say it's about time, stop
That was
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