Lyrics:
don't play bold
'Cause if you see me black the star I got total control
Comin' through with the Sick yeah we click click click
Me and my partner Jack
your role ease back up don't play bold
Cause if you see me black the star I got total control
Comin' through with the Sick yeah we click click click
Limit click
That Wu-Tang click
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
Watch cha waiting thru your rap fatigues
If the mc world was a minor league
See would niggas cease
to get paid
Damn it, I can't forget those days
Walking through the deep hurricane
But den tell me, who can I blame?
Shooting for the Stars is my aim
Not
giving starstruck
Click, click pose and pose I need a good shot
Back on my bully (Oh yeah)
It's giving Mac Truck
Lookin' in the mirror (Oh yeah)
It's
Hell Razah
Dreddy Kruger in the house
Peace to RZA, Population Click
Shorty Shy, Wu-Tang
We gonna come thru like this
I use my pistol like
on impact, shots hit the ceiling
These [Incomprehensible], I'm wieldin', straight echoes through the building
Enemies efforts are foreseen in the mental
I
and leak litters on sneakers
Through your flesh, just like meat cleavers
And we can take the beef deeper
Or put hole where your nose used to go
Some unique
Influential, Scientifical power
My mental violence will shower
Devour, at a crazy rate
Yeah, I whirlwind through cities
Influential, Scientifical power
My
Who tryna play i came to violate Annihilate
Anything in my way
Raise the crime rate
Turn a blind eye
Go in my estate
I gotta sip on sum yak
Insomnia
Too $hort, E-40, and The motherfucking Click
Enough respect to the West coast
Dun, dun, dun
Yo, Ol' Dirty Bastard coming through
Know what I'm
get that
Fuck the chit-chat, click-click-clack, through your Adam's app'
Brook-nam grace and charm, remain calm
In these big streets we struggle just
he on the beat back to back this on repeat
Fire man I hold the heat one of a kind this so unique
Spit hotter click hotter recognize my shit lava
Hating
Police siren
Camera; click click click click
Wow, young silk
Boy out done yourself to this time!
Why you back on slim?
Spread your arm wide
And pin
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
need that p off of your clicks on my new kicks
Can’t see my pain behind fake smiles and lipstick
I’ve been scrolling through pages and pages
All these
Brr
Eazy
Yeah
Yeah
Keep my watch on Tick Tock, never on G-Shock, 40 on click clock, bitches on lip lock
All y'all niggas is wishwash
Talkin' that
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
I'mma go to space in a wraith
Caught him lacking so I took his chain
You know my homies been going through some pain
So I make music as a gain
When I
But I don't think I should be left in the dust
Because my brain doesn't grow at the rate it's supposed to
And my emotions don't mature at the rate
Just reed up u can smell through the plastic
School of hard knock you ain’t take these classes
On some big dog shit yo click don’t bite don’t growl
Gotta
yourself
Wagwan for your mental health do you still confide in only yourself
Man I dream of the life that you live so the work rates peak I don't rest
to action
A catchy phrase for an interaction
To increase that CTR click to claim
That click-through-rate measures
How many move to the next part
I mean page
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