Lyrics:
no bullshit
Charging full force in this game, all I see red
Have you niggas running and screaming like that nigga Fred
I be by my lone
In the back
even backed it up! He was shot down! Bullshit, “Love is the only weapon with which I got to fight”. I've got a hell of a lot of weapons to fight! I got
Gotta get back to my bullshit
Homie you rap to my music
Feeling the groove
Leaning and cruise
Yeah I know its an illusion
Gotta big gun in my
to fade away
But you choose to take their side
Then you hide till the pain passes by
Throw those heavy thoughts aside
Goodbye. Goodbye
I'll send out
anymore
Yeah
That's okay for me
Too late too see
Got no words to say
Can't make me stay
You hella phoney by the way
I'm better by my lonely anyway
I had
My Room feel like a cell
My rap emotional as hell
I'm Aversive to the surface level bullshit type emotions
A smokin kinda beat
My music number 23
I
can't play
There's no ish, one way ish, go by the tape
Bitch
Alice is in chains for bein' the predator
Soul is the asylum
House of Hrazees scarin' ya
bitch, you riding the trends
Ain't nothing left for us both in the end
I can feel the waves come crashing in my head
I can't deal with all the bullshit
down they ain't getting very far
Tryna make it into town navigating by a star
The Guards pull up on us and we dip
Just about time to go spot for a spliff
boutta party no bullshit
Now we all coasting off potions
Horny emotions
Wet like Pacific and Atlantic Ocean
I see a booty from east to the west
I like your
don't need you (No)
Nah I'd rather be six feet in my grave
Then to tolerate the bullshit you do
You don't realise how immature you can really be
Do you?
knows
Everybody chose up, but its you that I chose
So I hope you choose me
If its been too late, was it my mistake
Was it all the bullshit that I used
have no fun
By doing what I’m told
So perhaps the cancer
Saved my life
Before I got too fuckin’ old
The tiny tarry tumour in the dark behind my brain
pull up, she end up right beside me
Known to change a life of a dime piece
She D for real, I beat Pharrell
Particular set of skills suite life no
by industry bullshit
Off a scrimmage
Yet I'm embracing a crowd
Feels like a privilege
Although I know
That I gotta protect the village
You feel it?
Ooh, on the deadlocks, on the deadlocks Ooh, on the deadlocks, on the deadlocks
Look, I was out of town on some bullshit Smoking on some bullshit
prepared for whatever
By any means
I gotta make it home
Back and I'm better
I would say
That it's back to the cheddar
But honestly
I never even took time off
Shooter Ready
Send It
If I don't make it to heaven
Then, oh well
I'm saying cheers in hell
The way I fire toast
At you liar's throats
Hated by some
the ambience
If I panic, I'ma do damage
And ain't no bandages gon' manage to alleviate leaking, and I'ma stand by that
I'll die by my word
Your pride could
There ain't no trouble in rock (rock)
On every block (block)
Late for School, Late for Work
But ahead of these cops (cops)
My credit is shock, in
that be looking so stupid
Getting in the fights at reunions
She used to be inspired by the writers, now she's tired of the biters
No desire for
The doo doo chasers
Friends of roto-rooter
Bringing you music to get your shit together by
The man in the tidy bowl of your brain
(What was that long
want smoke, I ain't Kevin Hart I don't joke
Hittas layin' by your door, face shot, four-four
They know I'm up (we never sleep), ain't no insomnia
a bitch, Covid-19, don't need no mask
And if he talking out his lips then he get hit with all these mags
Let me start this off by saying
I need you in my
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