Song parody of
Come at Me (feat. Jon Riggs)
by Roadie
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Come at me know I'm sporadic
Always had it
Got the talent while I'm rappin
Can't stand it
Im bout rhymes
Sound lands
Like land mines
Bad vibes
Not me though
The dark hero
Deadpool hellboy
You a zero
Tarantino
Moves these movies
Like kill bill though
I'm too scary
Come at me
I leave you buried
Ungrounded
Shutter sound
To bust around
These other rounds
Shot shot shot
Gutter found
Mother proud
Something you can't say or talk about
Back from Nola and I told ya
Fight to be ice machine type a colder
They can't flow or go up
To my skill or my feel
Man they should grow up
Its real
Woo
Bulova not a Rollie
And it's kinda fucking funny
Cause I ain't got that kinda money
But it still don't ever stop stop
Mouth like a gun cause I pop off
Shattas
To always get my rocks off
Non stop
You fuckers drake
Call me fake
Cause I made it and it's great
Just more to face
Positive you don't embrace
You never did
And that's just a break in the case aye
You should pray slow
I'm like steel You gon break tho
I leave you at Grey Sloan
You need a Memorial
Territorial murder
Ceremonial merger
With the dirt now
You with the cops
You a Opp
Chirp like a bird now
You tired it's only third round
I don't give a fuck I've been riding for a minute and
I'm done with the motherfucking verse bloaw
By ways
Do a buck fuckin 80 on the highway
Now I'm side ways
And when i die say
I went out on my terms yeah
Yeah yeah
My way
Now you lie wake
Think it's not fair
It's a nightmare
But I'm still there
Yea I still care
About rhymes
Air you out with the glock
That's a cloud 9
Back again
To rap again
I snap again
I pass the gin
Blast your king
The motherfucking masters in
Pass the pen
The chatter ends
You the badder trend
What's the matter then
You the cake I'm the batter it's
To easy to kill you
Fill you
Don't think you realize taht I see the real you
The lil you
The one you hide let it shine
I just wanna heal you
Don't know what you talking about
Come at me and I'm rocking the house
Why you here yea toss em out
Matter of fact I wanna lock him out
Cause I don't need no problems now
I don't need no problems now
Yea
I got too many problems now
Come at me know I'm sporadic
Always had it
Got the talent while I'm rappin
Can't stand it
Im bout rhymes
Sound lands
Like land mines
Bad vibes
Not me though
The dark hero
Deadpool hellboy
You a zero
Tarantino
Moves these movies
Like kill bill though
I'm too scary
Come at me
I leave you buried
Ungrounded
Shutter sound
To bust around
These other rounds
Shot shot shot
Gutter found
Mother proud
Something you can't say or talk about
Back from Nola and I told ya
Fight to be ice machine type a colder
They can't flow or go up
To my skill or my feel
Man they should grow up
Its real
Woo
Bulova not a Rollie
And it's kinda fucking funny
Cause I ain't got that kinda money
But it still don't ever stop stop
Mouth like a gun cause I pop off
Shattas
To always get my rocks off
Non stop
You fuckers drake
Call me fake
Cause I made it and it's great
Just more to face
Positive you don't embrace
You never did
And that's just a break in the case aye
You should pray slow
I'm like steel You gon break tho
I leave you at Grey Sloan
You need a Memorial
Territorial murder
Ceremonial merger
With the dirt now
You with the cops
You a Opp
Chirp like a bird now
You tired it's only third round
I don't give a fuck I've been riding for a minute and
I'm done with the motherfucking verse bloaw
By ways
Do a buck fuckin 80 on the highway
Now I'm side ways
And when i die say
I went out on my terms yeah
Yeah yeah
My way
Now you lie wake
Think it's not fair
It's a nightmare
But I'm still there
Yea I still care
About rhymes
Air you out with the glock
That's a cloud 9
Back again
To rap again
I snap again
I pass the gin
Blast your king
The motherfucking masters in
Pass the pen
The chatter ends
You the badder trend
What's the matter then
You the cake I'm the batter it's
To easy to kill you
Fill you
Don't think you realize taht I see the real you
The lil you
The one you hide let it shine
I just wanna heal you
Don't know what you talking about
Come at me and I'm rocking the house
Why you here yea toss em out
Matter of fact I wanna lock him out
Cause I don't need no problems now
I don't need no problems now
Yea
I got too many problems now
