Lyrics:
(Verse)
Don’t think I ever will cool out, I’m just too hot now
Y’all keep on shooting that shot it’s gon’ get knocked down
Got it in palm, it’s my
Macklemores catch it, and they snatch it, Post and Jack in line
And Bhabies and them Iggys
Thinking that be fine
But me, I fucking hate it
Seeming satirized
I'll get the truth on wax
but it's burning down the house I built
Red flags mean a whole lot of setbacks
White flags don't fly or fade, balance like I'm
a blues clue's map
C-Mill I'll get the truth on wax
but it's burning down the house I built
Red flags mean a whole lot of setbacks
White flags don't fly
about respect?
I'll put your bitch in check, and I'll bet
You won't run up, son of a punk and a bitch, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your
shot
Why not pay that extra bag
When it’s a white cop
Why not cop another jack
And hit the jackpot
Why not get another chick
And leave the last thot
Why
the breeze
Hot head, I got steel to squeeze see easy
The west is on my back
K west is on the track 'kay?
Now we fiend to get it jumpin' like the jacks
Dimes
pitch oil lamp an candle
Hot wax drip pon d mantle
Dog try bite way yuh ankle
Mummy always say boy doh make me shameful
Wah yuh know bout going by
it by
Tearing butterflies in half
And some men do it in Palm Springs
Laying it into butter-blondes
With Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like
dem real a no pirate like Jack Sparrow
Ramp wid me cheese me send back di life you borrow
Look like minced beef by tomorrow
Mhmmm
Man light up di weed
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
Yes please, test me
Nestle chocolate mix collection
Isabelle Allende, no comprender?
Fight niggas with djembes
White bitches with hair spray
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like
stole your Kit Kats
Grab your fanny pack and gagged you with a six pack a six White Castle sack
Drip wax in your office fax changed a few facts in your
smoked a quarter by afternoon
I walk with a attitude, I gave you niggas change and got no token of gratitude
Like what I gotta do to make you tap in?
I
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*Everybody driving white cars
that you ain't shit black
And when you get out, you'll jack and probably go right the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot and heavy
And yeah,
you, oh by the way my name is E, baby"
She said, "I already know my cousin done spilled her guts"
Told she did some stuff in yo 1970 cut
I replied, "Is
on
Lone Catalysts, rocking to the break dawn
Make a sucker new jack be gone
He kick his shit, I be like
Yo, you puttin' me on?
You wanna battle? Out
I stand, though
Burn a little wax, no candle
I'm buying Cubans by the pack, no Castro
They know I never try to hide like Camo
We in the mothafuckin'
be blurring
Raw raps and hot scolds
from the heat that I'm hurling
Im scoring past fools like a ball that's curling
Reggii valiant
cnd semantix be
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