Lyrics:
laughin' at me
And snappin' at me with your shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way, them Playboy rings my mother
but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my Punch Buggy sonnin' you
Got you shittin' in your last Huggie, runnin' who? (Runnin' who?)
Fuckin' punk, get
[Chuck D]
Damn back again up on track again
Some of why'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set
Out of sight out of mind
Hyprocites
[Intro: Shyheim]
"In Trouble"
Yeah, yeah, word, what?
"In Trouble"
That's my word, Allah
"In Trouble"
Get me out of this one, please!
"In
the alarm
Keen to disappear and occupy my brain
Afraid to miss out, it's funny
Punch out, hang my coat
Ask "Where the sun has gone?
And why's the worm so
And that's the longest line without a rhyme
But the punch before the line
About the line was so divine
For shizzle my nizzle I feel like D-O-double Gizzle
I'm outta breath ran out of people to run too
You stepped out on me like stomp the yard too
Your the reason why I hop on this mic and go o so hard
punch by punch
Get down and back up 100 times before lunch
Growing up, growing old, getting over it
Feeling small, feeling big, getting used to it
the fifth
I read the fifth amendment
We both criminals with bad intentions
They say time heals all
But if I could shortcut
My success, Corvettes by tomorrow
Let me talk to you for a min yo
All black black yank hat
Chillin with the mob
Eminem Styles P and the locks
Jay Z Big L Big Interlocked
Kanye
score, then out by the morn
How I dip and ride that whip I drive
On I-95 getting he'd in the ride
Me and Root sipping Gin and The Juice
Jewelry
down by ya waistline
Put my head in the box just like it's FaceTime
Tryna take it to the hole, slam it off the baseline
Sucker for cornrows and manicured
say you feel alone
cn evening with a one two punch
We were talking to strangers
Pouring out anger
Saying too much
I had all the excuses
But I
before, I'll say it again
I'm playing to win
I punch lines grazing the chin
And then, the rhyme ends with a knockout blow
So you could call this a knockout
Slide right by, you won't try
Raise your hand to meet my eyes, you can't get by
Kill the high, it's very nice!
Surging strife, your company is what
reach out for nothin'
I can't wait to catch you bitches out in public
Buyin' out the mall, fuck your bitch in front you
Okay, too aggressive, other
overlapped
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, cash never runnin' out, time to bring the tommies out
Pills make my tummy shout, used to sell them by the playground
I
but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my Punch Buggy sonnin' you
Got you shittin' in your last Huggie, runnin' who? (Runnin' who?)
Fuckin' punk, get
down
This time ready knock them out like
Punch
Kick
Take
It
Taking out you lames
Will never be the same
I got dreams too insane
For your simple mind
Punch Buggy sunnin' you
Got you shittin' in your last Huggie, runnin' who?
Fuckin' punk, get a speed bump comin' through
A single shot make your knees
money on henny
While were cold
Such a Sore sight
When you fly by on your bankroll
And all the peeps start crying
See it, say it punch a tory
Kick him out
shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way them playboy rings
My mother stole from you
Well Nate finally got 'em back
Check it out
Some rarely saw the negative cause
From the depths of one's blurred everything's now
Cleared by laws
Mad for mere seconds, in
cannot ever be the same
Out here I will shift the culture
Might set a trend say we talking legends I gotta say Eminem
Cannot stop I will not combine these
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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