Lyrics:
Riding round I'll be hopping out of the alien coupe
Laser beams got jetpacks integrated into my shoes
Fans start to riot to their messiah there's not
titanium
Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
Bitch know she done lost her
Lemme tell you something bout me
I don't need nobody
I don't need that negative energy, I just block it out
Lemme tell you something, baby
I know I
stop(don't stop nigga)
Let the beat drop
Bring it back to the top
Just for them thug niggas, chicks and hard rocks
Street to cell block
Rock
I made mistakes (I made mistakes)
Whole soul of titanium is gon' take more to break
Don't ever ask for handouts, nigga don't open your damn mouth
They can keep shooting me down
But I ain't gon fall
Haha
Dabi
Let's go
Yes I'm titanium
No one can break me
Vest made from vibranium
Invincible
to build on the block then white boy Shady got ill on the spot
This my White boy Shady flow that make Stan sick
Now Shady integrated cant say he underrated
hip-hop sh- in his hip pocket and still the sh- got
That white-trash traffic in gridlock
Hoppin' like six blocks from a Kid Rock
Insane Clown Posse
little hick locked
This hip-hop shit in his hip pocket and still the shit got
That white-trash traffic in gridlock
Shit hoppin' like six blocks from
dup dup dup (Repeat 4X)
Verse 2 (Mack)
What a beautiful day, clear blue skies
my murder ones block sunrays from my eyes
Twistin'
dup dup dup (Repeat 4X)
Verse 2 (Mack)
What a beautiful day, clear blue skies
my murder ones block sunrays from my eyes
Twistin'
to the bowl and beer haven and select bride
bet the block party on my return
will be extra bad and nation wide
St. Edmund wait
You gotta make me tough
want me, so does the F.B.I.
Because my rhymes are fly
They still tryin' to stop m,e shut me down block me
Make motherfuckas boycott me
But that will
Lord forgive me
Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand
Then jump back in that mini van, double back to his block and blam I
a nigga momma cerebellum
And they ain't ridin' man they tell them
I been slidin' with a 7, all titanium
Big boy sound
Jump around with a flame in 'em
Me I
ballin'
Told that nigga he waitin' (Ha)
Leave my baby waitin'
This a fuckin' pay-cation
Twenty titanium Rollies, bitch
I'm Rick Flair flexin'
Mink bear
rapping to make a killing
Hold it to me now or you'll never let it go
Push the start I'm moving y'all get ready when I'm home
I put this on my block I'll
Kill him where he stand or stand over him shake his hand
Then jump back in that mini van, double back to his block
And blam I ain't backing down
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
the situation's hard to stop
I had a wicked jump shot and sold crack rock on back blocks
Casualties in this apocalypse (street chronicle)
Abnormal abdominals
of drama where ever I go
And I won't hesitate make you levitate
Hit you with the titanium 38
And its featherweight
Bullets like good dope
High will keep
Hold a can of ruby like a spam musubi
In a blink I turn a block or two to pomegranate smoothie
All-state ball of fleas, walk in front a greyhound
In
Where your time around them humans
Ain't protect you from they butcher's block
A bunch of us are meeting at the moor behind the the Orkin
You coulda
the soldiers bring like a hundred guns!
D-Block forever
BITCH!
Hahahahaha!
Say you gettin' money, but you not like me! (uh-uh!)
I heard your lil' raps but
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