Lyrics:
I told you that
Doors in my face imma
Knock em off they hinge
Locked or unlocked
Either way I'm goin in
Y'all would just go out to show
Out
hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I
forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things,
forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things,
that's why
"Every time I spit
I tick to show you it's hot"
- Royce Da 5'9" 'Boom
Now who the illest lyricist in the game today
If it's to ghetto plus
Ayy, ayy
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Ayy
I go by Jmoe and you know I'ma stand on that business, for sure (for sure)
If you in the 'Raq and you see
the audacity of hope is
What the hood wanted
Tryna figure out what's acceptable
The man behind the Cardigan
That album is impeccable
My niggas got the loud homie
battin up, with homeruns
Sacario four album and I'm droppin this summer
[Chorus: Sacario]
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that dough,
All you know when the album drop my name gonna blow like bang!
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my thang
My shit bang when
a squad
cnnihilating rivals
Like the riot of the times
Open your ears as i drop another dime
Told you bout' the glamour glitz
But thats another rhyme
You
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You
BIG BAG A DOTS And I brought some dog in with me
She wants to dance She wants a thug I got devil in me
Told her no stepping stone I elevate come
charge, lowkey I'm the boss
I got all the power
I get stronger by the hour
This ain't what you want you coward
Know you fake and you ain't bout it
Told em
Suicidal thoughts were in his head real thick
But before he found all that out
From the same chick, another kid popped out
And that shit's real ill
Girl told
the man there looked him up and down
Said where'd you ever get this thing
I said fix him up and tune him up
I'm gonna teach him how to sing
Well that old
that’s me in a pro white t
Unreleased by the sleeve playa sport by the jeans
K6 by the kicks and I’m cool as shit
With a hot swati chick cruising
rooster feed to a bucket
Just cluckin', tellin' y'all fuck it
Yeah, fuck it
So by now, you probably figured it out
Mainstream pissed me off and made
Me
a fiddle and a steel guitar
The Man in Black had a record deal
And The Chicks were still from Dixie
And I wonder what ol' Cash would say
If he heard that
down for
Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
You see I peeped it, pussy is power
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
down for
Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
You see I peeped it, pussy is power
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
Focus!
Want them by the thousands
I am thee Accountant
Always rolling potent
You know thats the notion
245PM is the motive you know this.
These are
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
masturbating in the mansion
Then FaceTime a ya boy with pussy juice on the camera
Baby you ganna ride
Or die
You stay by my side
For life
You know that we
Cause I ain’t rich enough yet man to say fuck it
You hear the emphasis on that yet
Cut me a check cause I saved y’all niggas necks, Wu-Tang
Throw some
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