Lyrics:
my OG
He found me a way to get rich
I got my foot on they necks
Im ready to load up a clip
I got my foot on the pedal
Of some thing that's foreign
I need a reform
Got a lil warm at the crib had to air the room with a K and I shot up a storm
Talking on me then prepare for a sting got the beehive
Lil shawty wan me but I’m bad (bad)
Shawty saw my text and now she mad mad mad
Runnin up a check I’m like who’s bag (bag)
Runnin up a check she’s
thirty cons
your life is outdated like word is born
can we get some more Korn please?
goddamn it you dorky rappers are like a motherfuckin' disease
though
Linkin Park, Seether, Slipknot, and Korn, Rock and Roll
Mantra tatted all up in my heart and bones, heart and bones
With every breath in my lungs
Get In your place Satan!
Let him get up
(Don't try to jump me!)
Fight back! (Fighting sounds)
Fight BACK!
FIGHT BACK!
FIGHT BACK!
FIGHT BACK!
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
Let's Go (featuring 247)
written by Nathan Conrad, sylvester barrett and Nick Mitchell
Cold as the final word but good as morning glory
My raps
bouncin' up and down, pull me, crocodile dip
And she know I'm out of Florida
Like a Florida gator, I get deep off in that water
I got a big dick for
ride for free
so get up out my shit.
Chorus
Verse Three: Mia X
All you niggaz talkin bout bounce that ass this ain't no free
ride for free
so get up out my shit.
Chorus
Verse Three: Mia X
All you niggaz talkin bout bounce that ass this ain't no free
They try to block the ball but they cannot stop this drop
This vibe can pop like corn
Experimental not metal MF Doom not Korn
Rhymes get corny
Roses are
gettin' laid
That's what I'm taught by the media
Television tellin' my vision to get greedier
Come now everybody stay tune like T-Pain
Operate the drive
gotta have it
Nigga normally toss it up and live lavish
My traps well lured, I go hardboard
It gets loud, known for bustin' off in crowds
Word 'em up
it all the way i want
What?
Anything you try to say sucks
So hard you better dont try
You do - keep your shit bag closed, If you dont
want to get
style in a stick-up
Korn niggas in my X-File gettin hit up
Thrown in the back, helpless as a beetle
Caught up inside a seagal pleadin to a Desert Eagle
game
So why not shut your mouth?!
I wasn't made to stand still, I feel it in my veins, and damaged brain
I need someone to kill
(Get inside) I'm just
Sat by the candle light dinner
Wax in your eye
They call me the sinner
High like a bat
You look like a rat
Get off my back
You don't know the facts
Claim the power and fame
One tournament to win it all, to end a world of pain
Round one
Fight
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
sounds yeah
Y3 du aboten p3 woa wonim dada me anor go mention sef
Yo Pido on the 1s & 2s
Shut up u dont know ma moves yeah
We step in town in the city
reality
I’m a goth girl taking
All this ecstasy
I’m a goth girl taking
All this ecstasy, yeah
Korn hoodie in the rave
Turned up off a Perrier
And I’m
at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that
up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
ride for free
so get up out my shit.
Chorus
Verse Three: Mia X
All you niggaz talkin bout bounce that ass this ain't no free
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