[verse 1]
My parables be astronomically bombing you
Time to check my mutherfucking cream
Dudes jock worse than they broads do
What the fuck can you do
Then Imma introduce that ass to my crew
I did it all with my team
Thank you for helping me to not die
See I blow high, blow pie
Curb servin like I'm slangin bomb cola
Jux, yo I got them packs
Los chingo con todo y bola
The hoe was stacked to the max
An allied soldier, with skin boils from Ebola
Silent but violent is how he act's
The Chief of the tribe who slay new jacks
Hey sucka poet, whoever ya are
Pimp cats done CC's
Make a genius look retarded
Nails look fresh, painted to impress
That they can always mend you
A professor, an obsessor, don't accept nothing less
Yo what cha, what cha wanna do?
Unravel and break down a tec and solve a
It' just the same shit different day
Wu-Tang and Tony Starks, Johnny Blaze
Straight up out the gate, boo
Those were the good old days
Do the crew, do the crew
Like a glob of Mayonnaise
What we could do
In the casket
You'll wash my clothes?
[Chorus]
But i ain’t mad, i’ll just use my words as my ammunition
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
In this condition, im loading up with ammunition
[verse 2]
See, I don't need peace and quiet
Game I'm new to it, learn fast earner
Wanna shine some'ing, dog where the checks at
I'm the man that you think you are!
Naked outside in the cold with no blanket
And worry about the injuries obtained after
We pop bottles in the club on the daily
I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind
Oh my, wonder why? I'm a putz you see
When I was young I used to have fun
It's rather deep like murder second degree
We'll never stop 'till our work is done
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
Is challenge me to a battle, you dumb alone
Take that bullshit hiphop back on the block
Tock-ticky-tock I pack a pig clock
And a hoe
Indigenous but wiped out
What? Let's go
Without a doubt
I don't know
Check it out
Made from Grime
Commit an innocent crime
I won't hear it
For soul chasing...
While we sit
The people, they've been waiting
Uh, pimp shit
Getting off my chest, know I'm saying
Step to this and you might be
Good looking on the track, baby
[Chorus]
But i ain’t mad, i’ll just use my words as my ammunition
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
In this condition, im loading up with ammunition
[verse 3]
After shootin' cupid with his own arrow
You can't out hustle me
Know the drill, bubblegum, rubbers in the 3rd row
Chuckle blitzed is how it be
But in the back of my mind I still know
I'm on my way to the floor baby
I gots to sow, S O to the W
I'm rolling with that same crew, that's crawling everything blue
He's able to adjust his esophagus and swallow a track
Give me 3 feet and let me eat
Yo, cuz, they style is wack, I talk with slack
Inside your eyes one can see a person's soul
And if you guys like it you can write me back
Dem laws outta control, dem laws outta control
Slacking with riddle's wise crack's and the giggle's
I'ma leave my dent in the game like ripples
Never giving a shit
''Where you from?''
And get yo dome split
Can't calculate the sum
Yeah, I'm wit it wit it
Sittin on leather that's um
Lies a rap voyager, articla lyricist
I speak carnage, analyze like a physicist
And bow down to the playa haters
Everything is smooth on the eastside
Yo, I'm smoother than the Isley Brothers
No more bitches in my ride
I don't associate with haters
Through news and other media we see homicide
Raw daog, whatever, shea butter on my bag and hits
Mister middle movements, with pistol grips on tits
[Chorus]
But i ain’t mad, i’ll just use my words as my ammunition
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
In this condition, im loading up with ammunition
