Lyrics:
bout the Native Tongue again my friend
I tell you Jungle Brothers "On the Run" (a-one, two, a-one, two)
I'm shakin' hands with many devils in
Along with the rest of your outdated Raps
Next to your packs of
Garcia Vega Cigar Papers
If I catch your mama
Joggin' in cross trainers
I'ma go across her
I ain't no rap god or a rap devil, I'm the rap Jesus, rap needs this
Who's Mesus? That's me shit, hell nah I don't fuck with 3-6
I ain't no rap god
So after this song
You gon' love me for my honesty
Or you gon' hate me for being me
Yeah, I'm sayin'
One of the two is gonna happen
With all
dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared,
But the devil he can talk real loud (Yeah)
And my on decision I'm not proud (No)
But by the grace of God I'm here right now
Healthy and getting
Aye
V the Dreamer
Saza
Aye
They steady screaming, "who that?"
That Dreamer kid who could rap
See I was here to be dope
But I know I’m lyrically crack
why I rap hard
-Mr softy had to get iceee cuz Niccaz act hard
-is still the same lil nicca playing in baccuards
-this time Itz so much acres I need
busy? Huh
Two-sixty in this coupe
Who in the drop with me? Huh
This Babyman ridin' with a bopstick, listen
Hold up (Nah)
Hold up i don't want no nigga by
up to his dome
Two assistants, two bank accounts, two homes
One problem, even with the O's on his check
The po-po stop him and show no respect
"Is
a fuck about looking tough
Or rough
Im anonymous
A vigilant antichrist rebel
Anticop, shot by the fucking devil
Heaven or hell? Im on another level
I make music to make you sick of fake music
Hate music like devil worshippin' Satan music
So say your prayers, your Hail Mary's and Jesuses
Take
cried
This gotta stop nigga
Two C's already killing us, that's covid and cops nigga
And complications with covid took Mr. Mac from us
I wish the dead
Him
The Devil trying to tempt me
I won't let Him though
The Devil Trying to tempt me
I'ma let Him know
God by my side yea
He never left
God by my side
city, no, Mr. Government
But, it's the holidays, everybody broke, so you knowin' that's why it's trouble sent
I'm Rolls Royce ridin', please don't tell
that's extended
Because your momma got a glass eye with a fish in it
I-I think my, niggas is soldiers
I-I think my, bitches is gangstas
I-I think my,
it in two years and 4 weeks
I ain't lying
If Jigga Jordan
You can call me the Kobe Bryant of this rap shit
So go get more practice
I skipped college
dad was twenty-two when he ate lil' Debbie
He takes the cake
'Cause she was only fifteen
So how could one not sympathize with her havin' you
said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she
said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she
said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she
the harlem shake, they like
"look Lil Twist you 'mazin now"
Then I hit the back space and now Lil Twist erasin' ya
Nah, I'm just show-casin' ya
If a test
T but what's more important
To me is that don't be comin' 'round my girl
Tryna act like Mr friendly
And steal the spotlight like Mr bentley
I spotted her
but my gang’s Smoking loud”
Mr. ”NO QUIRK imma take up the crown”
No you won’t make a sound
Bitch I might OD
Cause I love the violence
M P 2 Let it
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