Lyrics:
the trenches with the four eight
Still sleepin' with the toolie by the doorway
They like "where you been Young? Shit was bad for a minute"
All them clown
run up in them W's when I'ma bloom
If the eyes on me I'm drowning out the room
Been a minute since I played this game of two
Tryna make it count
I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a Lin Kuei cholo Ninja
My beats
Why don't y'all give it a rest
(Scorpio 2, Scorpio 2)
Niggas steady tryna test
(Scorpio 2, Scorpio 2)
Talking shit under they breath
(Scorpio 2
done elevated
By the way them Niggas looking shit I know they hate it
I know they hate it
The way a Nigga be shining
I know they hate it
Pussy nigga I
of two cars when I'm switching my lanes
I got the sauce like buffalo and you niggas like tarter
Had to get that bag by any means
Before it's too late
Pack
Three
Two
One
Zero
And lift off
Lift off
Americans return to space as Discovery clears the tower
Every time I said I loved you
I was lying
I put you
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
the roll (By the roll)
If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't do it)
Know the game play rolls (Roll)
Me cold I know (I know it)
Started with a dream, turned it
I hope that you know
I'll be "forever" your aurora
One minute was all I needed
Zero times the universe, and nothing compares
Two you, my beautiful
they hate for no reason
Fuck anybody who think that I need em
(HOOK II)
Aye $coob where you been at
Handlin business
Puttin in minutes
The love overpowers the hate by twos
All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
? so we six up
But I leave 'em exposed
I got two horns
But I can't toot my own horn, no?
Just another day in the life of a goat
Yeah
Your kings on Herod level
Plot
that deep throat
Came from nothin had zero
Tryna upgrade my dinero
Not lookin back Not goin broke
Hop in a coupe that's a two door
I'm finna be lit
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
symmetry,
2.0 of you and me (x2)
Think for just a minute,
For a second, it's impossible to,
Remain as you were.
You are not yesterday's,
I'm up at 5 AM
I mix the fat with the fitness
I don't know why hate him
I'm something like Terry McGuinness
Futuristic with the wrestling
No loss,
giving zero fucks
Kill your favorite rapper I’m not sorry
I’ve been doing this since a young buck
Tired of these fake asses making money
It’s mine now ho
Two three 0's I'm Percules know niggas wanna rifle me
Chopper hold a centipede R.I.P. don't fuck wit me
Head shot like you Kennedy you die today if you
divide by 2
Even if you remove the 2 zeros from the number
I'm a still be the one like right before 2
You in the presence of greatness
Whether you believe
talk bout millions?
You minions!!! You make me sick I'm done with you
Fucking idiots
I'm sub zero I hate people
Immortal combat
Open knowledge makes it
The love overpowers the hate by twos
All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
Load the tre pound
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
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