real quick collab wit me n skeem....
rap
Story behind the song
juss a real quick track
Lyrics
Snype
For this I plead the fifth, I had to hit the kid/
with the weapon of his, I reacted wit my ID/
smacked him right quick, cuz he invited it/
when I recited shit, saying I should learn to spit/
had the yern to quit, but blew up, till they knew us/
left black n blue cuts, till they view us, as a crew tough/
im tired of the disses, and fallin through on wishes/
im tired of the snitches, rollin tight in niches/
enough was enough, still they thought we bluff/
till we choked em wit cuffs, ‘now u think ur tough’/
left wit eyes poppin out, gaspin with cotton mouth/
left with death on there minds, no position of doubt/
skeem
I got the clock goin tock, the times are runnin wit slow/
Flows, breakin point, to blow the show/
These niggas know that it aint cool to fuck wit skeem/
Cuz im something different nigga, I aint nothing that’s seen/
Wit the human eye, try, if you wanna see yourself die/
Rippin out ya optics, juss to beat you wit your eyes/
I got people pushin me, im at my breakin point/
You can see me flip, when im bout to snap and break ya joints/
You hear the crack, Snapple, pop, ya sockets outta lock/
Or else u hear the pop from the glock then ya heart stops/
Dead on the floor, raw, full of bullets galore/
Im done wit you bitches, snypes waitin for war/
Snype
u were the first to laugh, when u thought we were wack/
my mind went outta wack, till I snapped n crashed/
lost control of my body, my mind is separated/
Im a release my hatred, it can be delegated /
Wit wishful thinking, u only got a hour at best/
So stop wit the excuses, ull get delt wit the rest/
Judgment times up, heres the sentence im a beacon/
Im a stab ya ass, until ya body stops leaking/
So Like ya rhymes, and everything else ya say/
after u hit the coffin u wont see the light of day/
then im a be the one laughin when u rot away/
that’s when we both realize whos preadator n prey/
Skeem
Yall walkin wit tickin time bombs, till the times gone/
And stopped, but yall shook ones got the time wrong/
Cuz we ready to explode, or impload on this song/
Cuz ya deaths like sun set, aint no sign of mourn/
So its on, you could some at us like you a warrior/
But you aint on our level, so ill try not to worry ya/
But if you stepping, don’t be sayin the crew that u reppin/
Cuz they aint worth my breath, so they not to be mentioned/
And my intention is to get this lesson into your mind/
Like the grandfather clock, ill smack you wit the hands of time/
These men are timed, so I wouldn’t stop to wait/
Specially when you get them to the point they bout to break/