Featuring one of my favorite girls. Went back and listened, and even typed the lyrics up for everybody.
hip hop
Lyrics
I like the way you scream baby, haha
I'ma stretch them vocals cords
Scream 8
8, 8, 8, 8
Scream 1
1, 1, 1, 1
Scream 4
4, 4, 4, 4
Oh, welcome to the show
Thanks for coming out
Of the closet, you f*** ing f** s
I hear you mothaf*** as talkin man
Let's see if you can go 12 rounds
Small town, bigger voice
Yeah, yeah, I spit that wigger noise
Come and get destroyed
For f*** in with ya boy
Try to name your tracks somethin different
Sayin it's something you flipping
Maybe it's something, you tripping -
Maybe it's something ya sniffin
You bluffin, you kiddin
Maybe it's nothing, you've written
Will pay a month of prescriptions
Maybe I'm up in position -
F*** ing sh** tin these lines out
For kids that listen, sittin in a time out -
Say " b*** you trippin this my house,
Get ya whip, and ride out" (get the f*** out!)
Get the chicks to lie down
Like a fired round -
Shoot, this is my sound
My town, my crown,
I took it over, you was locked down
What a shock, wow
That cottin mouth's, from swallowin, cocks in ya moutthhhhhh
We're knockin you out
Boxing a bout
Is it the rocks or the weed?
Is it the shots or the speed?
Is it the cops or the D's?
I'm not them, why you talkin to me? -
I'm cocky with ease
Cause you are not in my league -
No, I'm in the pro's, little me--you in little league
Throwin elbows, elmo, you'd just tickle me
It's all real--authentic--you all pills
I'll strip you out of your whip
By flippin up all wheels
Ya chick in them tall heels (ooh)
I'm hittin like a ball field
Probably why she sittin on my balls still -
I'm pitchin for them ball deals, all mils
F*** ed ya sister and she bald still, ha
So man please, ya causing a stampede
Of my mans, with damn heat
So shut your mouth,
'Fore you snatched out your band tee
Capiche? I'm the man with the plan, b
