Blackball
Jody Lo, Yukmouth
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(Yukmouth) I spit hot fire like Dylon You can mob deep and I'm still beefing like Saigon The icon cooler than L.L. with the mic on My right arm I spit explosions like a pipe bomb You haters better let bygones be bygones I'll choke you niggas to death like a python don't f*ck with me Just run it up with me or catch this buck fifty cheek to cheek I tell my shooters when to go like Keak Da Sneak SHEESH chopper spraying like an airbrush The scene can get real fucked up like Yeezy's haircut Don't come near us nigga only compare Yuk' To the goats Pac Biggie Nas and Hov Drake Kendrick and Cole Andre three triple o' Not the head of my class but still I'm honor roll One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul Crossed the globe I keep on moving like Soul to soul What you see is the holy ghost and the holy grail Roll a L' screaming f*ck cancel culture and go chapelle What you see is the holy ghost and the holy grail Rolla L' f*ck cancel culture go chapelle (Jody Lo) Run my money up and disappear I'm bout to go Chapelle Sell my soul to sign a deal to who? I tell them go to hell Ran up what they gave you for a budget off the dope I sell Boy or girl we got it soft or hard and we got bows as well Ran through everything and stashed the profit bought some more to sell Tried to weigh my sack up all at once I think I broke the scale Blew yo whole advance and didn't recoup these rappers broke as hell I spit the realest shit you feel this shit just like its wrote in braille You could've been an ash tray you only known for holding L's I'm icey so I'm cold as hell You don't f*ck with me then oh well Run up on me that wont go well turn yo beef into some rotel Nigga knock you out yo socks leave yo shit ringing doorbell I'm getting rid of whole bales Cause we get them things in whole sale I just put that work on clearance moved a half a pound in 4 sales You gone probably run and go tell I'm a black sheep I'm the goat well Bitches wanna jack it niggas wanna ride my coat tail If you ain't talking money then my phone out of service I had junkies pulling up to my home I was serving Bragging bout a car that you took out a loan just to purchase Ran them clowns out of town now they gone like a circus Got us trading our freedom for whips and chains on that slave shit Niggas break they neck just to get a seat on the slave ship Spending all yo money to keep up and you don't save shit If you ain't talkin to me bout money then just don't say shit I been chasing money every day since I was 8 years old Living live action they acting so they just play they role A bunch of niggas that say they real but they break the code Never fit society standards ima just break the mold
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Written by: MARKQUETT L GRAY, ROBERT T. JOHNSON
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