Lyrics:
holy shit
Droppin' jaws like, "whoa this kid
Is off the wall like posters with
Bill Cosby on em
A sick MC they call Rawkaward
No remedy for my problems
spotlight, gotta get em stretchered off
Too much zen you got the flim then I should feed you halls
Bar bearing he Barbarian he like Peter Paul
Let me switch it
bullets love brain
Lungs too
Aim for they knees we call it Gun-fu
My Nina got a bad cough Turn your back
Ichewchewchew
Now send them to that Crossroad
funny
I cut em off where your knife at
They come back but I swear to god
These pussy niggas ain't bout that
Call 9/11 19/11
Gonna snap your body like
the be-O-N-E see-Town to the D-Town Its a Midwest thang we let em hang to the grees-ound Smokin trees by the P's-ound Blowing big with my niggas, muthafuckas
a convo with mine, you better cherish it
Niggas clique hopping for Miles, I call 'em Darius
Loyal to the team like that boy from Lower Merion
Yeah you
at will
Will I kill you
Fly will peel you off the map that's all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit
Mmm, call it mystic
Yeah
Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping
Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen
A preacher's
a saint (I'm a saint)
1 Corinthians Chapter 1
Paul calls one of the worst churches
In the New Testament saints
Not because of man's choosing
But clearly
up
Ima let ‘em in
Double G's shawty
cll up on my lens
Father god forgive us
Cus we fenna sin
cll this dirty money
Count it by the tens
I ain't
down when I'm penning 'em in 'em like Eminem
I think we hot now, yeah we out now
Fuck the wait I'm talkin now now, meet me downtown
They can't put us in
of this cloud, 'cause it is just too deep
Sleep baby sleep
(DJ Paul)
We pimpin up on these hoes wit the Mack-10
The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11
Catch
up to one-another
(Hittman aight) I'm tight enough
To be discovered
By the Westcoast's tops, nigga
The same guy who found Eminem, Snoop and DOC
In
no days off. I’m hungry. I’m a glutton (Greedy)
Car salesmen saw my post by snoop. Now they rap all of sudden (They tripping)
Got em all rapping like
the opposite of a lot of mouth It's strange y'all repent
After saying my name I'm about to change it like Prince call me
The skit master, beef with the street
liquor hit my liver
Pull the trigger with ease
Ron Paul would call me "Nigga"
I'm not hanging from trees
I'm just hanging on some
Trees, with my G's, i'm
Original name: Lane Switching
Skit vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded by: 马红尘 (025 Studio)
Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
Stevv Tsui:
Yeah
Tunnel Vision Pt.2,
the book, the page tore
They ask me why you changed though
Cause you were playing so
Words cut deeper than a chainsaw
They come in flocks, all of em got
would call that getting rich
Saved 'em they ungrateful
Had to show a side that's villainous
Pulling strings I'm thumbing
I don't know who love me uh
Way
tall all of y'all is my mini mes
Picture y'all ever doing it big as me
Slimmer than the chances of y'all getting rid of me
Uh uh take it easy on em (Take
tall all of y'all is my mini mes
Picture y'all ever doing it big as me
Slimmer than the chances of y'all getting rid of me
Uh uh take it easy on em (Take
[Hook]
Put em in the air, rep where you stay (x4)
Put em up my nigga put em up (x4)
I'm a west side nigga so fuck what ya think
I'm a south side
syllables let's latch on
Funny how my blind faith, makes em think we correlate
Me breaking up with my bae, great timing I'm stocking cake
My friends went
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
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