By The Onion (feat. Trade Voorhees)
Garry With Two R's
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Stop bein' lazy Get yo' ass up You think the world owe you somethin'? Well take it then mufucka' I don't need rest A nigga too restless Ima' milk this treasure chest Like it's two breasts And yall ain't fully developed Ya' prepubescent I see you got ya' degree But I got new lessons Who say you can't teach a old bitch Some new tricks? I'm lightin' up that old flame Wit' a new wick It's nine tails If I cop the chick a new whip And most these fuckas' talkin' Never really do shit But I know a few that follow through In all they movements That's who I move with Don't get confused with All of this FUD and FOMO Some roses bud in slow-mo And I'm Willin' to take a loss As long as it's a gain in total Now who look out for they dogs What Dorothy do for Toto? When they all went down to Oz I mean she could've got him somethin' He ain't get a bone or nothin' So Stay on ya toes like a bunion Take everything that's yours And don't expect nothin' comin' If you really think they owe you You make sure them fuckas' run it I make you motha' fuckas' run it I'm big steppin' out my dungeon I'm applyin' pressure when I come in You don't want smoke I got it by the onion I make you motha' fuckas' run it I'm big steppin' out my dungeon I'm applyin' pressure when I come in You don't want smoke I got it by the onion It's gotten Hard to fall for love In middle school I used to fall for hugs By 21 I was Fuckin' bitches doin' awesome drugs I was in all the clubs I had some awesome plugs Was mostly high and drunk But Even sober I'm that motha' fucka' They say that when you get faded You show yo' true colors But how is that cause when shit fade It lose color Or maybe that's just A new color Ima' rub my eyes So they can adjust As I get high Off the cannabis And usually I'm very calm But I can erupt Remove yo' arms If you that you had a hand to bluff The flow is rare But God damn it's tough I hope you know What's all stake Niggas might eat yo' meal Before you know what's on yo' plate That's why I hustle hard And never put my faith in fate They say it's not a race But that's a trick to slow yo' pace I got my own tongue I gives a f*ck about yo' taste If you ain't trynna' swallow You can take it in ya' face I make you motha' fuckas' run it I'm big steppin' out my dungeon I'm applyin' pressure when I come in You don't want smoke I got it by the onion I make you motha' fuckas' run it I'm big steppin' out my dungeon I'm applyin' pressure when I come in You don't want smoke I got it by the onion
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