Lyrics:
to remind you dumb ass niggas
I aint that one to be tried
You better swallow your pride
Like magic johnson and stis
I'm praying for my own demise
Okay
BLcCKITY BLcCK
cvery*Sunshine, Dana “BigDane” Johnson, Jamison Ross & Cory Irvin
Produced by Jamison Ross
VERSE 1
Showed up late to the function
like greed's the world religion
But L want cake, save the crumbs for the pidgeons
Black man, get the flies outcha eyes
You can't 'cause where you born
Sangin' like one of the Winans
Pull up, young Quavo timin'
Always off cause I'm always late
Got a bad bitch I don't
Never wanna take a date
But my, look
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
by a pale horse
It's insane in the membrane
Grabbed a AK
Started layin' wit' the wolves while the angels sing a chorus
And I'm ready for war
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Look, my eyes open cause I'm really a watchman
And when I'm writing my thoughts out, really I'm
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
’bout
My whole family, now I’m scared of Grammy’s
Cause everybody know that Dark Fantasy was
The highest rated album in history
So I just avoided it, not
alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside
Fuck Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a black shovel
Like
Yeah! That's the beat right there.
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit.
So don't try this at home yo.
Yo yo yo
on the block
Growing pains (three), this the type of shit don't never stop
Here come the cops
Shooting up the hood like black ops
'Cause trigger happy police
the Cavalier from sinnin
The lyrical rhythm beginning and then in the endin
I ratatattat tactics, give em black kicks
Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and rappin em
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get
when
Y'all niggas in the room
('Cause y'all pussy)
I will squeeze and clap (C'mon)
But I'll never discuss cheese with rats
(Nigga) i'm the pallbearer
In the trenches, go back they show love to me (ayy)
They gon' do what I say like I'm Bumpy (Johnson)
Hold that bitch on the porch by my auntie
All
3's like one two tres
No espanol then thass okay
Cause back on my west coast LA lakers
32 Johnson jersey
Call me senior fresco, thass more Spanish
Thass
to our casino, 'cause you and me know
Hundred percent like a c-note
Lookin' for a bitch that's half-black and Filipino
And when I meet her I'ma offer
They hate us, and its hard to let it go
Cause I can feel the rage
Cause I can feel the rage
I'm about to raise, hell
I'm about to raise, hell
So they
Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like
Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like
this bitch bro
And by my guess
I'll be popping by 2025
You know I been waiting just to drop The Ride
On your fucking lives
But not yet though cause
South
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