Lyrics:
a top notch bitch, you about a piece of shit
Yo net worth is zilch, up yo game a couple bricks
I up my game 80%, you can tell by the wrists
Went from
the jackers at the spotlight
(watch 'em)
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin by, pumpin diesel and snort
I'm gettin high in the seats of my
a nigga, I see a black Einstein
A diamond in the rough, he's remidin' me as tough
Young girls takin' X, she's blinded by the stuff
Oh my God, where did we
Yo
I had to go for mine
From the bottom to the top is a hard climb
But hard rhymes beat hard times
Gimme a spotlight and I'll shine
Brither than
Tryin' to get my niggas in the den he walked by
Hold his stoony up
Hole in his "Chest" like Cody "Nutt"
Smoking his cess, he blow it up
As if schemed
Intro:
(whispering) take 'em shake 'em brake 'em (x8)
1,1,1,2, how we do it real son. Word up. Yo yo yo yo so now enter the next
chamber yo yo check
the type to try and grab the spotlight
We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night
Laughin' at my sister as she's dazzling the room
Then you walked
of Milli-Vanilli
motherfuckers are being murdered by the Big Bad Wolf
Got 'em all under pressure
[Chorus]X2
[Tech N9ne]
Hey motherfucker hey motherfucker hey
Ight ight ight, yo yo yo
I'm 'bout to fuckin' rap about this bitch
That I used to online date
It's cool, we're cool
She 'bout five thousand miles
tho
So they under my spotlight like Jennifer, Ms.Hudson
Only get one life you gotta live it up
Say you trapping in yo rappin boii you need to give it
Them bullets hot flame shooting out the muzzle nigga
Possessed by shit that make you wanna kill yo cousin nigga
Im fed up, I seen enough naw I can't fw
The spotlight, I hope she can handle
She can join me, red carpet at my next non-profit
Event having sponsored by some alcohol product
Jumping out a Bentley with
close by
It’s more vivid the image embedded in my mind
I look around and really I see a fake smile
No time, when the tickets down
My rolex style don’t
Bitches Line yo ass up
Hoe Check, Hoe Check
Hoe Check, Hoe Check
Fuck Nigga Check, Fuck Nigga Check
Bitches Line yo ass up
Mr. Bigg's in da
to preach about the wrong of the world
It can't be changed by three girls
On the trio tip we're not a proof of that trip
Excuses that's the truth when
juice from the fucking light poles
Shout out to the Bronx, nigga!
Aye yo, this shit go way back like a Uni marker, kid
Bombing the D train and hit
damned if it ain't runnin'
Fuck yo bitch on these Fendi sheets nigga call me pretty Tony
I only see the money surrounded by these bitches
Smokin'
Spotlight-Shit
Bottles poppen, Bitch, als obs 'ne Hochzeit ist
Slamdunk, Bitch, keiner blockt mein' Shit
Es wird Zeit, dass du es in' Kopf reinkriegst
Hopp' in
Ight turn me up a lil bit
Told her its mo price on you
I cant pay for your love
I need you by myself
When i'm down and i'm up
Show you off
didn't think twice)
Damn lil baby so bad she'll turn yo girlfriend to a dyke
(Oh my oh my)
Up all night we don't never snooze
(Hell naw)
I've been
(I'm not mr. brightside, I don't deserve a spotlight)
(I'm dreaming on a red eye, as reality seems to fly by)
(I miss texting my best friends, but my
(You don't understand) You don't understand
(No one understands) No one understands
(My love) My love for hip hop yo
You don't understand you don't
On Hunt, Kare Kaa Kaa Crow...
Day By Day Name Karya Hai Grow
Good Luck Nahi Hardwork Hai Bro
Hasde Ne Dekh Dekh Jale Kayi Log
Kyonki Pain Rakhya Hide Bas
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
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