Lyrics:
and Venice without bids
Then I taught Macs at a Jewish school
I'm a "friend of a Jew"
When we had bomb threats
I called the parents too
It's not uppercase
bills and court appeals threats given by clowns
AYO Bolde, couldn't tell 'em how I mastered the style
It stood by me, Mr. Miyagi when wipping 'em down
I
licks devious when i take it i run
Might come up on guns
Blood lust so deep think i'm shootin thru lungs
Lil man try me by the night you is done
Cannot
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
checks
Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop bombs like Mr. Funk flex
But I don't do it for the money, I do it from the heart
I do it with the beatbox,
Amarachi,
Lil kesh, oya shoki
I'm back in the game, I rebranded my name,
MR VEER, That’s what they call me!
BRIDGE
Ahh, I thought you knew that?
People be
It's the grind-set don't wear a watch
Cause it could be your time next
You not a threat: my rap flow is bomb threats
Stay in your house: I'm
Stampeding
to knock you down instead
Cos it's Psyko style headshot is the threat
I can't get hit by you Dirty Workz dipshit
You're about to mess with the number one
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
lil homie this ain’t a threat issa promise
Mortal combat on a beat and I end with a flawless (fatality )
Nahh I don’t know I think I throws it down
you now?
Will good over come evil the way that you tell?
Oh! Mr. Disney where have you gone?
Mickey's being threatened by a neutron bomb
Oh! Mr. Disney
with the swervin' that we didn't hit a tree
By the way, this ain't what I meant when I said come with speed
Lost him over yonder, in the corner
Threat's
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
to death
But words of non conformity, in my last breath
Heed memory, threats of a cemetery
Nas was a profit, I did this for profit
Prophetic thoughts in my
killing our own, that's why we gotta to stick together
I be damned if we don't fight, we've got to try this shit together
Dear Mr. President, you're
Chorus
Lettin' loose it's the detonator setting off a time bomb, ring the alarm
I'm coming through with the wickedness
Inject the fluid
don’t want to call a truce
We got beef till they die got to play by the rules
Free hitman he don’t play with them tools
Make lil baby arch before I hit my
Y
Be trespassing minefields..
Under attack
Bombs from the back
Front and beneath
Call me the underground IED
Dont want to detonate me
I been
and grimey weed smuckers (Uh-huh, yea yea)
Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P
With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin some bomb weed (Uh-huh,
and built like Schwarzenegger
And I'ma get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
Then take all your assets
'Cause I came to shake the frame in half
and built like Schwarzenegger
And I'ma get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
Then take all your assets
'Cause I came to shake the frame in half
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