Lyrics:
That's what happens when you expose them grapes to too much daylight
So your chances of standin'
Much smaller than my plan to defeat you
Wait, what, do I
to squeeze
They on point like the nose of a Marlin, Spartacus brawlin'
Pressing out pushes and public, nigga, you stolen away
Nowhere to run, faggot, I'll
counting days on my handmade calendar
Eyes and ears open mouth Closed
And I'll be better than the war
In my world where's the end
I'm a veteran
Mouth closed
as motherfuckers who actually fuck they mother's what
If you don't like it, then don't listen, but don't talk
I'll run up in your prom, with cans of blood
That's why the world's so addicted to fear, monkey business
You see my inside
Said something ain't right
I've got a mouth fright
I say it out right
starting to look like something to eat
I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You want to see her again?
Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM"
I have dreams
ahead and touch my cheek then
But we'll be burying you and your
Whole motherfucking family by the weekend
I'm calling your bluff, go on and buck
I got my
us
I’m feelin’ dangerous
I got danger in my blood and it run thick
Ain't nobody know the way of how I function
Pass me by you wouldn’t dare to try
another man found
Maybe 'bout the business u was worried
Wasn't ever filed in your name
Maybe the cartridge u was playin'
Don't fit in your video game
Push
the dead, whut
Still attack you without my head, whut
Scrubatism I'm about, whut
Slappin' Baywatch beauties in the mouth, whut
Stomp ghosts that think
baby a baddie
I gotta get it by any means
I need Ms. Jackson no Billie Jean
Slip in the pussy she’s feeling me
Roll up a wood for my energy
Pray
in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't
You're televised through our vision
While I black you get imprisoned
When my eyes see through your eyes
Your hypnotized
Subconsciously you change
You're televised through our vision
While I black you get imprisoned
When my eyes see through your eyes
Your hypnotized
Subconsciously you change
shot, who got put on lock
Nobody invited you and still you got up in the spot
Me, I'm not a witness, keep my distance, mind my business
You, somebody
of pies
You see a boat, I run it right by
Can you feel it, nothin can save ya
It's crack baby, minus the incubators
Everybody's got one, but guess what no one wants to see yours (wtf)
Not sure if you heard but names bee and yes I'm off the norm (off the norm)
I'll fuck on yo
on your side, yeah
Tell me, what's better than that
And I'll wash your mouth out with a laundromat
Talk down and I'll handle that
Talk down and I'll handle
Word on the street got my name in your mouth
Yes I'm that ni**a thought you knew by now
Tell me how it feels to be living off my name
Always being second
(21)
Keep my mouth closed and that's never gon' change (21)
You get in a jam and go to pointin' and blame (21, 21)
I ain't let it slide, I was
your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic
I'm the illest nigga alive watch me
down your whole empire, conquer whatever that I desire, grip so tight just like some pliers
I'll hit your lady with the laser eyes, slaughter you
but I can't be your boyfriend
If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions
I'll kill you, bitch I'm fuckin' for real
I'll make you suffer like I
I send you a play nigga send me my portion
If I politic with him we chopped up bout choneese
Know a nigga who trap jump he sponsored by Jordan
Them
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