Burner To Burner
Yeah, baby You know what it is, Yap City (all day) Come on Shit make you wanna smack somethin' off top Word up, check it Yeah, y'all niggas is goin' to hell, yo I pledge allegiance to crime, right hand on the burner Death to all cornball niggas who wanna turn up I call it gettin' it in, you call it animosity Listen, you could never match my velocity Too much stamina, glitter in front of cameras On the red carpet, still clean your clock like a janitor Favorite Pac joint was "I Ain't Mad at Cha" Skinny jean faggot, you ain't man enough You ain't got the heart to snuff plus cut, stab, or bust We wrestle down elephants, two hundred grand per tusk The ball spinnin', spillin' Spades on Asian women Love them pretty black joints, lil' Malaysian in 'em Ghost got a gambling habit, I burn bookies Smack so many promoters out here, they scared to book me Scared to book niggas, your highness Diamonds on the Yankee sign, dirt on the camo Six stones floodin' the left hand like Thanos While you sambos dance to Bo Jangles I'm verified, toasting on boats with hoes, damsels Yeah, son, I'm loving the hate Why I keep a knife on me, so I'm sure to get a cut of the cake Now my name hold double the weight That's an actual fact, a million plus motherfuckers relate, yeah I'm on them heavy bags like Deontay And I'm wild caught, y'all niggas farm-raised For 50 Cent, I went to war with many men Then slapped them with the jacket like Benny Hinn I'm hittin' that jet fuel, you're new in the game, lame You'll never use Deck for a step stool They don't wanna hear that shit, they want Dorothy Fire comin' out of my mouth, that's an arsony I'm so hood, tossed the nine when I left it Rubber bands wrapped around my thoughts the more I stretch it When it come back, I pop that sucker shit I smoke blunts and I spit on that rhetoric Original ties in, SI gutter Let's get it right, f*ck you and your brother My raps in the back of your head like two mufflers So pull your dress up, your ass ain't tough enough Niggas cuddle up with the wife, they can't come out I be at the club all night, I might dumb out You f*ck around with big dawgs, ain't no bark here F*ck you and your friends, nigga, you can't park here My sword indeed make more niggas bleed Leave it to the specialists, we mean business Come and get some, you want none I hit it Wu-Tang style, caught up in the mix (Wu-Tang style, caught up in the mix)
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