Lyrics:
confront
Y'all niggas lunch, I'ma negate
'Less I am hungry, I ain't a bully
You got a 20? I got 3k i broke an artist
I'm Bobbi Brown, yeah, you Mary Kay
(Cold blooded) nah
Writin' on the wall, no talent at all
A simple scrawl, a bathroom stall
A project hall, hey
Graffiti's everywhere, y'all
(You don't
clean water
Dirty politics never come clean
Can yall believe this shit 2017
Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit
Everything I'm talkin bout real as, real
Cuban link on the neck and the wrist
Mob ties, I'll send a hit
Infekted Inc., whole team sick
Drive-by, nope we ain't miss
Hop out do a trick
like ta-dow and psych
Today is a Green Day, so it's blazin
to specify it, I get big-up from Jamaicans
Hey, the E-are-I-see-K gets down for the public
by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
Nigga I really do my thing
Kind of fuckin' hustlers are y'all?
Yeah
I'm posted in
They simply aren't on this wave
There's levels stack em up it's like Tetris bitch
Y'all need to peep
Y'all need to look inside yourselves
I'm eating
Ain't goin to the bottom wit y'all
Nah and i wish of y'all could see us bring
[All the way]
[Chorus]
[Verse 9: Layzie]
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone
bizarre
Rappin' style used by me, the B-I-Z
M-A-R-K-I with the E and, you will be agreein'
A brother ain't a brother unless he is say like G'n
Up with
I go
(Hey, hey, hey)
When I get attacked from the Nephilim
The harder that I go
(I, I go, hey, hey)
No, they can't keep me down
No, they can't keep me
for my mother.
The 24/7, the Kool-Aid smile,
Say, "Hey, crack a lemon and look at my pile."
(Repeat chorus)
Come on.
Now you know just who I am
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Ole Louisiana Lou had a knife in his shoe was dealin"
A hand of cards and ole Stagger Lee Crocket had a gun in his pocket
Was sweatin' bettin' hard
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
Shout out Janelle Ryan
Janelle Show
10k
C said she wanted me to spit more
Blaze said he wanted me to spit more
JR said he wanted me to spit more
This
that, pass the motherfuckin' blunt)
I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when motherfuckers do that shit)
Y'all know there's a lot of MC's
while they call up the troops
Phonte Taylor made for the game y'all just following suits
Hey yo the animals, ready for war, destined for combat
Play
flesh or a new scar
Bullet holes all on the side of your new car
Load up the AR, spray y'all, k y'all
It's real on this side, phony where ever they are
Bellisle be Bellisle
Bell-Bellisle Bell-Bell-Bellisle
Hey Kid Rock, tell 'em how your livin
Man I spend my birthdays at Denny's eatin southern
took a real long time for me to get this break
And I'll be damned if I leave it for a sucka to take
Hey Suga Free, I got some whoop whoop
I'm finna get
like Rock Lee
My girl so bad, so I call her Ty Lee (Hey!)
Hoodlums, we gon' snatch you up, like the Dai Li (Go!)
AZ!
Yeah, I'ma pass it
Yeah, uh, I'ma
(Hey, JID, bro what good?)
My nigga, what's happenin'? I'm back in this ho
(ay, what goin' on with y'all folks? I hope y'all straight)
Fuck all
Like K Dot I stay hot
BTS Im getting better by the second Boy this ain’t No I K pop
My microphone is the trap house this straight drop not stepped
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