Lyrics:
dissect your verses like science class frogs
I see your rap records is swine, like hogs
Now cipher, that's like turnin' down Janet for Michelle Pfeiffer
bracket
My flow is too authentic
Top off like she Janet
Too dog no don't panic
Update me on the transit
Pull up we gon make em vanish
Trap house by
present
Raw presence, dog clever
Gold dog tags, tatted up
Tank tops, young niggas living fabolous
Cali hills, Cali weed
Nipsey give a nigga tree by the OZ
like it a lot
Rolling by the TV played something that'd caught my eye
Commercial about the new Nike joggers super fly
Janet looks like she want so
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
up
Stop sellin' crack to the black
Hope you bought a spare for your flat
Can't accept me talkin' real facts
Down the hill like Janet Jack
I speak
that ouch
Bitch, give me back my couch
And that same couch cashed in
Now listen to t-pain sing
Like one, two, three, four get the hell up out my
Feeling better now Murdoc? I haven't heard you crying for a few hours.
My tear ducts dried up years ago. I watched The Notebook last night (Oh
me an evil wink
He shook-a me up, he took me by surprise
He had a pickup truck, and the devil's eyes
He starred at me and I felt a change
Time
Down
The paint is peelin?
Now
An' when the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feelin'
Now
An' when the chips are down
Yea, I gets it poppin'
make money anymore?
(In the dark)
Aiyyo stash that weed up while me and the cop is riffin
Damn I knew I shoulda got that stash box built-in
But
to get paid?
(That’s a gimmick) what’s when
You’re yelling and screaming up on stage?
(That’s a gimmick) when your
Career is numbered by days?
(That’s
spitting, sinning with different women I need the crown
Know you hear me now
Dawg I'm chiefing off that raw, kushy odor, I'm the billy G.O.A.T.
More like
Stayed sharper than a motherfucker
That nigga stayed on the corner
Stacy Adams never scuffed up (listen)
So that explains bout my daddy and me
I mean
drum
Now Lindsay asked black Janet to dance
And you ne'er saw so bonny a pair
She has taken him firm by the hand
And they tripped to the top
that ouch
Bitch, give me back my couch
And that same couch cashed in
Now listen to t-pain sing
Like one, two, three, four get the hell up out my
cream she kill the scene
now listen up we gon' switch it up
no weak shit I'm gon' lift her up
she done did enough now it's really up
she gon' give it up
been up for about two...
Days getting high I got like two...
Ways which way should I pick
Either way I'm getting stoned ain't talking by a brick
Brick
bring that up front if you want, I ain't fuckin around
Bring it on, I shut shit down
Now let me show you how to rock a beat properly
I'm cursed with
mine
Now it's quite like it ain't a safe line
Swag so dam hard when I walk by
They looking like
Did you see that
Swear to mother fucking god
Won't say
me talk to that kitty I'm Stuart Littling
Step down, belittling those who did belittle me
Big ole Z
This the big year to me
Sit down, shut up
Listen
a bullet in yo head
Next day I just hear your dead , all the memories you just left
Now I'm swallowed by this guilt knowing that you'll never come again
will live forever, my fame will be maintained
Now some can't feel this, and some feel can't that
But all can feel a track that's produced by Battlecat
So
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Baby, don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
Baby, don't keep
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