Ayuda (feat. Silas)
EJ
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Rap champion go and start up the parade You cannot fuckin' hold on a candle to EJ Unrelated to the Wayans But I'm bringin' Major Payne Put the clip up in me cock it back And then I squeeze bang This ain't basic training brother I'm the brother undercover Eddie Griffin niggas snifflin Wipin' the boogers not with the sugar Just with the lyrical Kleenex I am a Vet and my poetic bullets be makin' new boys hit the reject All I really need is good weed and sex My girl finna be like "Sex with who?" In what world would I not mean you I got her clamped to my wrist Vause got me soundin' so crisp Peter Parker with the Venom in him King James with the headband I'm a body builder with a spray tan Lyrically movin' the weight Frank I'm bouta grow me out a Jheri Curl like I'm Uncle Jerome Pushin' a Beamer EJ be shittin' right on em Givin' em Cleveland steamers Yeah that bar was a little bit sus Take the rap game by the hips and thrust Yeah I'm a make it my shorty EJ in his bag like 40 Ounces, malt liquor I'm that nigga Lettin' off just like a pistol The philosophical missile Look at em go, damn Tell him to slow down I'm floorin' it bitch It's a lyrical lynchin' you hangin like ornaments bitch Wait Damn, been cuttin' for a minute Just like sock and shoe I'm in it Phil Jackson 90's I'm winnin' But I need a hook Somethin' to put it together And somethin' catchy keep the audience hooked I'm takin' all the suggestions Somebody help me Somebody help me out Somebody help me out, aye Somebody help me out, aye Somebody help me out, aye Somebody help me out help me out help me out, okay Somebody help me out, okay Oh shit, there it go It's the simple manners That are lost at sea as fish scatter Ill be at the top till it don't matter So I told them to kick ladders Don't batter me with conclusions from hypothesis so clueless Don't flatter me with excuses that you pull from the roofless Rafters, I do this after An L in between a tooth with the laughters nigga The rapture they all speak of, shit May have already happened I don't wanna deal with the sadness From these niggas that's acting passive I'm tryna bend these rules Not follow Rhodes like I'm Miss. Sacker It's easy to get active when your moves are not a factor Take yo damn notepad and toss that shit to the pasture Cuz a real nigga won't care about how much your wrist glisten' That shit is all for the camera But really let's get descriptive man You niggas throwin' money without a single incentive Put that shit to a brand or Go establish some renters I suppose the coldest nigga gon' have to behold the scriptures Have moment with Allah before I pour out this liquor Yes I'm Muslim Yes I drink I don't wanna hear shit around it Y'all can suck a dick Grab your life and go about it nigga I don't wanna hear I don't wanna hear shit about nigga Did we ever find that hook by the way? Where that shit at? Somebody help me out Somebody help me out, aye Somebody help me out, aye Somebody help me out, aye Somebody help me out help me out help me out, okay Somebody help me out, okay Oh shit, there it go
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Written by: Evan Jackson, Devin Hubbard
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