1. |
Entertain
03:02
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Entertain
*1st Verse*
No stoppin me
a student Socrates
brighten up, luminosity
Im shittin on em, colostomy
light speeds the velocity
that I cross the beat
to start the beef
cautiously, the cost of crossin me
is your carcass sleep
in a coffin deep across the street
therapy for heresy
marijuana yellow leaves
you claim your the king? you'll never leave?
to me your an unsettled queen
so F it kid Im faded
haven sex with the waitress
while you waiting on your crepes shit
its feelin like I made it aahhhh
*Chorus*
Are you not Entertained
I know you feel the pain
but lemme do my thang
(ay lets run away)
Blunts to the brain
Return To Vegas, hater what you saying?
(X2)
*2nd Verse*
Gimme head in the rain, call it a brainstorm
she think Ima make it rain for her
but she is just the same whore
blood and mud on my boots in the dark as the rain pours
are you not entertained? is this not what you came for?
blood splatter as I run at em
put AIDS on the tip of a toothpick and shove it in your gallbladder
Im hotter than the suns atoms
slicing up your sons adam apple
can you fathom, fuckin with a phantom
hoes surround me like the rings of Saturn
askin for a ring and a nigga gon jab her
drunkin like my motherfuckin liver don't matter
Im so cocky that my cock speaks
your girl blow me, Kamikaze
then I ride her Kawasaki
go head coward try to stop me
*Chorus*
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2. |
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Let me write this down before I lose my memory, uh
Blunt smoke heavily
I met this angel, her body was heavenly
And everythin I spit is more than hot, its cosmic energy
The world started to tremor after I gave you apocalypse
The profit, in the pocket, of a prophet is his confidence
Everythin I need in life, it seems comes with a consequence
My angel said let me slip into something more provocative, ummm
The life of a musician, in the kitchen doin dishes
When the fuck I’m gonna do digits?
A carpenter too which is…
why I get hammered, and I screw bitches
my flow couldn’t be controlled by an aqueduct
you fuckin haters couldn’t see me thru binoculars
A petty theif, I pocket stuff, I’m spittin sick, Ill cough it up
You aint choking, you aint smoking, better cough it up
Blunts look like motherfuckin rockets son
This feels like you stuck your finger in socket plug
Electric, eclectic, in essence, the message
Is to let you know where my head is
You don’t give head chick, you know where ya headed
Head out, my other chick head in
I’m headless, can you tell me where my head is
Lost in my head, can you tell me where we’re headed
Can you tell me where we’re headed (headed, headed, headed, headed)
Can you tell me where my head is
Chorus
Gotta model in my bed, jeans off, but her top on (on)
And somebody mustve lied to me (hey) thinkin that I’m not a rockstar (star)
And somebody mustve lied to you (hey) if you thinkin I’ma stop dawg (aww)
Good weed and some hot broads (broads) cause my fate is to conquer (aww)
Blunts to the face and Ciroc (what, what… what, what)
There is no escape from a monster….
Let me write this down before I lose my memory
How could I ever miss you, if you don’t ever leave?
I met an angel, her body was heavenly
The next time I see her, she wont remember me…
Methamphetamines, my flow is givin to these Venum fiends
Hooked by a clever means
No one ever blessed you? You aint never sneeze?
You got insomnia nigga, you aint never dream?
I never needed you
Been to the top, should’ve seen the view
Matter fact I took the scenic route
You kill everythin you touch when the disease is you, Oooo
Writing letters form the city where
Sanity never visits there, yea
My eyesight blurry, but my visions clear
Braille music, yea the feelings there
But the feelings there
Sanity never visits here
Chorus
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3. |
Break It Down
03:56
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break it down
*1st Verse*
look at my soul, broke pieces to a puzzle
rabid with no muzzle, uh-oh
the world is in trouble
got a call from a long lost lover
almost lost my supper
makes me sick to stomach
to think what love was, then it crumbles
avalanche
cold glass then we have a dance
what I wanted you could have it back
do I care, you don't want me to answer that
something gotta give
after every heart I kill man, something gotta live
drowning in my sorrow, so I went and bought a bridge
now I look in the abyss, thinking that I gotta swim
look into my eyes and you could see that I am not blind
whisper in my ear just when I told that bitch to stop lyin
I smoke so much my eyes are red, and that should be your stop sign
I am the Walking Dead, you put me down, but yo I got by
your bodys enchanted, lay matches up on the mattress
we burn it down when we smashing
you passion is like entrapment
lock and key
and Im sparking up the broccoli
you pick up every part of me
just to watch it drop and bleed
*Bridge*
nothings what it seems when everything is what it should be
and when Im with you a nightmare seems like a good dream
your heart is blockin what your eyes should see
yea, but the future never shook me
(Erica Loehr)
nothings what it seems when everything is what it should be
and when Im with you a nightmare seems like a good dream
your heart is blockin what your eyes should see
yea, but the future never shook me
*Chorus*
Come on girl now look around
nobodys making a sound, nobodys making a move
the attentions all on you
nobodies making a sound
cause they see you breakin down
now baby lemme break it down
nobodys making a sound, nobodys making a move
the attentions all on you
cause they see you breakin down
baby lemme break it down
come on girl now look around
*2nd Verse*
then maybe you can see it too
take a look at yourself and you would believe it too
I got a lot of plans, I never see em thru
probably cause I see the truth, the lies is what Im seein thru
the glass shatters, the sand scatters and times lost
you murdered me like a crime boss
got me worked up, I need time off
whats up with this dialogue
every word I say you just cry more
I caught you, Im Ty Law
I ran it back, and I scored
*Bridge*
*Chorus*
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Crazy and sexy you best know
this bitch cold, shits ice and she piss snow
it was December the weather was piss poor
at the bar taking shots as she sits close
death was in the air, but sex could interfere
every nigga with a tec in here, was caught up in her clever snare
she whispered in my ear, "we can set the city on fire"
take me higher, anything that you desire, I desire but...
*Chorus*
Don't you dare fall in love (yea right, yea right ha. yea right, yea right)
Dont you dare fall in love (yea right, yea right ha. yea right, yea right)
(mind games, mind games, mind games)
Its too late for that, mind games, mind games HEY
Its too late for that, mind games, mind games
Its too late for that, mind games, mind games
Its too late for you, Its too late for you
*2nd Verse*
Crazy and sexy,you best not
this bitch hot, spit fire as we get shots
my dicks hard and she feels it as her hips rock
Poison Ivy, killer kiss, but our lips lock
I'm immune to the poison your usin, amusin
I muse at the thought of us screwin
so screw it, I tell her, she say "we can do it but...
I'm more than your usual so..."
*Chorus*
*3rd Verse*
Crazy and sexy, what men do
she does, she a bitch and she bends rules
we both know what would be the next move
we couldnt even make it to the bedroom
the taxi had enough leg room
what ensued, in the backseat was eventful
the game never ends, but the night ends soon
she kills dudes, your games in tombs when she tempts you
*Chorus*
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5. |
Shades On
02:39
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*1st Verse*
Hater if you dont get the gist of it
the mission is the flow colder than Michigan
In the winter wind, when December ends
you hated me before, do you remember then?
the loser never wins, I'll lose my head again
Medicine, excedrin, percocet
man I got some purple left, the herbals lets
my words express, Ill murder death
fire spittin, high and thinkin that the whole worlds a test
leave the booth smellin like burning flesh
you heard him yes?
sex and weed
is the medicine, but here the recipe
and death is sex to me
the pleasure I receive watchin haters rest in peace
I tell your girl open sesame
she eats my seeds, no sesame
and these dime bitches aint worth ten cents to me
if you gotta go, you gotta go, Ill bust your collar bone
Im kinda cold, my squad is dope, my weed look like a pot of gold
a hole thru your tee you look like dominoes
geronimo
and look out below, Im headed to the bottom
the rock bottom, where I started
girls twistin my words
my bars trap me like the cops got 'em
bring back the dead, and ask Saddam
He'll tell you Ima terror turban wearer
girls give me head so much, she throwin hair up
darling cheer up!
Im lookin for the one, but Im seein two of you
thats what the booze'll do
I kill the pussy, funeral Oh!
*Chorus*
Sun down, but my shades on
Mix it up, I dont care if it taste strong
and haters gonna hate yo... oh?
cuz they wish they were me
and Im lookin for the one, but Im seein two of you
thats what the booze'll do
I'll Kill the pussy, funeral Ohh!, hey, Ohh!
*2nd Verse*
Do you recollect, when you said I had seconds left
My death was set in stone, behold I got my second breath
I dont flirt with death, I have sex with death
now I can say fuck death because music is immortal
my flow is so nasty they should use it in a porno
I yell, "Fuck V. Scripts!" and put it in a promo
and tell everyone you know I suck, start a war yo,
I make my own cheese, it aint delivery, its Digorno
I take your girl, just for fun, just for practice
take her to places she only seen on an atlas
actually, ashley with the black weave smashed me
back seat, black jeep, last week, trashy, but you know thats V!
I do ex and listen to Cool Sex, with clueless brunettes
who think Im High Heff
Im lookin for the one, but Im seein two of you
thats what the booze'll do
I kill the pussy, funeral Oh!
*Chorus*
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*1st Verse*
(V. Scripts)
If anybody moves, they'll get eradicated
yea, Im a batter waiting
talk, I swing, and I smash your face in
battle me that'll be a tragedy
strategy is what I use to amuse these fools
slept on V, if you snooze you loose
tarantula
Spider-Man couldnt be this spectacular
your caught in a web of vernaculars
Swerge then I Chaf till the casket comes
my kicks are Orange, Rigamortis
stiff and horny
chicks is on him
shit gets boring, pimpin, scorin
like Im frikkin Jourdan
Up in Vegas, rollin face
you'll never face us
got some sticky and some papers
to the face we smokin 8 blunts
got a bad chick from Jamaica
and another one from Italy
Im literally the epitome
of pimpin please, remember me
*Chorus*
(V. scripts)
So watch me work (Swerge!)
Work, Work (Swerge)
So watch me work (Swerge!)
Work, Work (Swerge)
So watch me work (Swerge!)
Work, Work (Swerge)
and Im'a kirk, and Im'a kirk
aaah so watch me work
(x2)
*2nd Verse*
(Khinomyte)
Now watch me work
So icey with the Cuban links, them Oye's on my shirt
The Loud Campaign in the bitchh, somebody break up all this purp
Khinomyte, hella nice, I make niggas think twice, fosho tho
Grab the Mic, spit bars all night, wake up then hit that hydro
I rock like Bovice, I roll my fucking face off
Travolta, on South Beach at Space playing pool baseball
Aye, Khino on his slumdog. Yall act tough, but yall don't know.
I don't play Eric Snow, but I turn up Tim Tebow
And when we blow it down, we spark them by the two's
So chuck them deuces up, 2 up 2 Down we can't lose
From Chesapeake to Bad News, board cruise ships to Cancun
the captains looking at us like, "Who's paying for these damn coons?"
*Chorus*
(Khinomyte)
Now watch me work, Im sitting on this work
It's time to go to work, Aye gangstas don't dance fuck a jig and fuck a jerk
so watch me work, yea ima go to work
I'm smoking on this purp and sippin syrup, watch me work
go to work, ima go to work, yea go to work
now watch me go to work, yea go to work
Ima go to work
(tell these niggas its time to go to work man)
*3rd Verse*
(V. Scripts)
Headed for the top
got an Everest flow
its evident tho
and I bet its gon blow
so F it, call it a terrorist flow
Im inhaling this dro
while I sit on this throne
Jersey in my heart, I never left home
I got love for my state, never let go
levitation, elevate to heaves gates
escalate to escaldes
street dreams and better days
in eleventh grade, Renegade, was already killin the game
women givin brain for limitless days to niggas with change,
and this never change
I spit with terror, this apparent with twisted parents
became a little twist of venom
mixed up in him
acid spittin scripts prescription serum
and niggas quick to fear him
cause haters get real uncomfortable
when your flow is untouchable
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7. |
Truth In Lies
04:03
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*1st verse*
Have you noticed how
my soul's sick now
got my fro picked out
gotta hold shit down
gotta girl back home, a girl down south
said fuck 'em both so I'm focused now
buggin but I'm buzzin like a locust now
depressed and a mess when I wrote this down
my flow like a drug, you a coke head now
sippin coke and crown, blowin dro in pounds
*Chorus*
If you niggas hatin you can meet me in the front
liquor in my cup and I'm hittin on this blunt
drownin in my sorrows
live it up there's no tomorrow
I see it in your eyes, girl don't try to front
I see the truth in lies, maybe cuz I'm drunk
drownin in my sorrows
live it up theres no tomorrow
*2nd Verse*
I see it in your eyes, girl don't try to front
I see the truth in lies, maybe cuz I'm drunk
drownin in my sorrows
so live it up theres no tomorrow
dear lord, the devils in my bed again
her eyes the shade of cinnamon
her lip they taste like sin and gin
If I can't sip my liquor, how the fuck I'm gon be civil then?
All these crazy riddles in
my head are wearin me a little thin
but adrenaline is venomous
I never suck, with seven sluts
who always suck, what venum does
with the pen is just incredulous
Renegade, aint prepared for us
deep in your heart you have fear for us
you cry inside and you tear for us
you think this journey will tear at us
but I run this, that's what a Pharaoh does
*Chorus*
*3rd Verse*
I see it in your eyes, girl don't try to front
I see the truth in lies, maybe cuz I'm drunk
drownin in my sorrows
so live it up theres no tomorrow
Dear lord, deliver me from evil
reckless, her sex sweat to me's juice
candy for a sweet tooth
her body in mine become one under sheets who
ever told you I was fallin off was deceitful, dont need you
cuz, Im back with my cap fitted low, bad to the bone
wack niggas know that I'm passionate, rap with a goal
trash talk, put a slash thru your throat
and I smash in your home
Im a rock-star, Im Slash to a hoe
try to beat me? that's irrationable
unfathomable
Im cancer to flows
Brad pass me the dro
gettin trashed here we gooo
*Chorus*
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8. |
As You Are
04:04
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V its me, your conscience, your therapist
You terrorist, you bout to explode
And no one knows
About the secrets that you hold, put the key in the hole
Open the fire to your soul
Your desires and your goals
You trust no man, a nomad, you know man!
You gonna die alone, just so you can live in the moment
Bottles after broads after blunts after parties
But your heart’s weak
Your sanity’s departing, its retarded
In the morning you always mourning
By night your drunk and horny
Annoyin, the paranoia is pourin out of your pores
The music’s become noise, the love’s become hate
Your plans become void and your trust is on fate
Chorus
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late
V its me, your conscience, your therapist
You terrorist, you bout to explode
And no one knows
About the anger that you hold, put the key in the hole
Open the hatred in your soul, man don’t let it take control
You love no woman, no cry, Bob Marley high
As you sigh, about the women in ya life
Yo your mom said “fuck it”
Your girl said “fuck it”
Sluts is what you fuck with
What you stuck in, what you frontin for?
Lookin for the truth nigga, be careful what you huntin for
If that aint your girl dawg, what the fuck you cuffin for?
Just let her do her thing V, its gives you the right to fuck some whores
You act like you don’t love it dawg, in fact you don’t want nothing more
You think you sane nigga? You must have something wrong
How can you take nothing that was something back to something more
Chorus
V its me, your conscience, your therapist
You terrorist, you bout to explode
Everyone knows
As your destiny unfolds, put the key in the hole
Open the faith in your soul, your desires and your goals
The American dream is a black mans plight yea
The price to be fly like a flight fare
Just to gain respect is a fuckin nightmare
You talk to yourself alone just to fight fear
It aint quite fair, but why care, umm
Your egotistical, V you aint invincible
Reality’s invisible, you’re the only individual
In your own little planet, you’ve created in your mind and hide
Like a child in the dark when the time is right
Now the music is noise, and the love’s become hate
And your plans become void and your trust is on fate
Chorus
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
Chorus
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*1st Verse*
(Chaos)
Its been a long week, I been so stressed out
Im bout to get fresh, bring the tie and the vest out
And and and, and go crazy
Im callin out all you sexy ladies
No plans, Im callin for shots, Im callin for shots
Of Bin-Boa, Bin-Boa and Bin-Boa on the rocks
I started at the bottom, now I feel like I’m on top
I shut the party down and you don’t even see the cops
My hands in the air, no stick-up
I’m never scared, still got the dam hiccups
I tell the DJ, Ayyyy, turn this shit up
Im the shit, Ooooh, what a feelin
So many fish in the sea, but I got the bait to lure in
Gorgeous, so fly in my orange, I make normal look boring
Swergin so hard, I hope I wake up in the morning
Check my fan mail, I pick out letters like wheel of fortune
*Chorus *
Fellas , Hands up to the ceiling, if your high you the the feelin, ayyy
Hands up to the ceiling, come fly with me this evening, ayyy
Hands up to the ceiling, please don’t let this feelin ever go away, ayy ayy
Go away ayy ayy… Ladies!
(Jenna Capri)
Hands up to the ceiling, if your high you the the feelin, ayyy
I know you feel it, come fly with me this evening, ayyy
Hands up to the ceiling, please don’t let this feelin ever go away, awaayyy
*2nd Verse*
(V. Scripts)
Yo I step in the club with my mafuckin collar popped
Call the cops, murder she wrote in a halter top
Pimpin never die, the game never halt or stop
Didn’t have to beat the pussy up cause she assault the cock
Said her dad died, and her heart broke
She on the dance floor, breakin hearts
The Kush got me drowsy, motherfucker shake it off
She got naked in the dark, to my song take it off, Oooo
Hands to the roof, cuz the roof in the coupe is the sky
Drunk of the Goose in her ride
I drop hot shit like poop in July
If you don’t agree, ya’ll niggas in denial
Tonight is the night that your past disappear
Put ya hands in the air, like its pass interference
She like kissin girls, and I like what she wearin
Tonight we getting married, In Vegas, you hear me?
Chorus
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10. |
Invisible
03:40
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*1st Verse*
The Invisible individual
cocky cynical
drinkin Pinnacle
identical to the indigo
sky night, limelight
make me peel your eyelids back
on my king shit like a lions ass
blunts are giant, Goliath wraps
they refuse to see me
needin contacts feenin
contact high from speaking
Im contacting the deacon
cause Im seekin peace
chicks tryna holla like a meet and greet
when my people meet
you tryna get on my cheese like pizza meat
come at me, if you seek defeat
the invisible have become the invincible
indivisible
all I see is checks like Nike tennis shoes
Im blowin but fate is saying you never know
but Im'a need a Grammy for every track I ever wrote, oh
*Chorus*
The Invisible have become the Invincible
everything that I've ventured thru
but I don't want the world to see me
cause I don't think that they'd understand
The Invisible have become the Invincible
I swear I need redemption too
everything that I've ventured thru
but I don't want the world to see me
cause I don't think that they'd understand
(x2)
*2nd Verse*
Writing this letter to let you know this beretta's
looking better by the hour
like fat bitches in beer goggles
from ugly to fair models
don't fear man, but we fear God tho
make it easy to swallow every pill up in this bottle
either way, death is welcomed in
the devils chasin me, yo I swear I smell his melted skin
you wear a selfish grin
you love yourself and me? shit Im just your helpless friend
my father told me that you can find all of your strength within
born under the shadow of success like Michael Phelps' kids
if he had any
the glass is full, but Im half empty
lemme drink it down just to drown in a bottle of crown
you say your scared of monsters but you started him now
yea, the show is over and I started to bow
but when I saw the audience
you were not applauding him
the invisible have become the invincible
everythin that Im living thru
I write it down and give to you
*Chorus*
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11. |
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*1st Verse*
Its like nicoteen
this chick is mean
I need nicorette
cuz when her lips are wet, yes this nigga fiends
feening, I need it, Believe it, ayo would I ever lie
shit, you hot enough to be the devils wife
tryna refill my prescription
for her heroin kisses
addicted, tiger viscous
I would die for this shit
damn, fuck rehab
Ill just relapse
I need three bags, of weed man
to relax, cuz shes bad
AH, her skin taste like ecstasy
Now Im rollin cuz she rollin in the bed with me
amphetamines have entered me
I put this on everything
when Im grippin on her denim jeans
I feel like Im on heavens wings
Uh we sippin on this wine
niggas say Im actin different, but they trippin cuz Im fine
Okay, now thats a lie
now Im lookin in her eyes
I gotta get away but I cant cuz she is my high
*Chorus*
I aint never felt so good, good, good
I aint never felt so good, good, good
You give me love in the nighttime
she make me buzz at the right time
and I cant get off of it (cant get off it)
and I cant get off it (cant get off it)
Ay, Ay, Ay
*2nd Verse*
You think you the bomb? shit just blew up
You make me fuckin sick, I think I just threw up
You stupid lil bitch, I wish you just grew up
all this screamin and fightin got you wet too huh?
you body is a blessin and a weapon like a Mac 10
should I pack lead? A crackhead
when your back bends
girl you got me trippin, PCP
Got me walkin on other planets like E.T.'s feet
I needa get away so I can breathe easy
you actin shallow like a pool thats only 3 feet deep
wow, gettin drunk as Im biting , grey goose for sweat
I may bruise ya neck, you may lose ya breath
damn, sex like pain killers, just take 2 and stretch
They call me a dog? that makes you a vet
got my temperature rising, that makes you the Ex
gotta break this addiction, and that makes you my Ex
*Chorus*
*3rd Verse*
A white girl is somethin like my cocaine
they gon be the reason I end up like Kurt Cobain
So Ima kill this white girl, OJ
They aint gon find no fuckin body, cold case
oh wait
the way you lick your lips made me forget what I was gon say
why you tryna take my cash money like I know Wayne a king who bring the heat up on the track, you think I know Dwayne
Uh we sippin on this wine
niggas say Im actin different, but they trippin cuz Im fine
Okay, now thats a lie
and Im lookin in her eyes
I gotta get away but I cant cuz she is my high
she inhaled my soul, exhaled some blunt smoke
your killin me, gun smoke
but we still kick it like a punt tho
an addiction that is hard to break
but my heart'll break, if I dont have you in my arms today
Injected into all my veins
and you taste like ecstasy
and now Im rollin, cuz she rollin in the bed with me
amphetamines have entered me
I put this on everything
when Im grippin on her denim jeans
I feel like Im on heavens wings
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12. |
Supanatural Ft. Chaos
02:14
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Lipstick on my dick tip
with six chicks, hot as a Bic tip
explicit, my balls so thick it could sink ships
mix drinks the prescription for sick shit
Oh FUCK, bet he go nuts
bet he know sluts
that'll blow for the low bucks
my money kinda crazy, dough nuts
beefin for the bread, cold cuts
your life's a bad comedy, "Grown Ups"
Bull shitters tryna Joakim, Noah
the jokes on you poser
hot, black, and in your girls mouth in the morning; Folgers
Ooo, smell the coffee
your destiny's sellin some Frosty's
smokin the Kush but its costly
Mary Jane take me high but never drop me, Ahhh
*Chorus*
(Chaos)
You actin like you never heard of me
Eyes low cause purple tree's
We Swerge, apparently, so fly
(V)
Somebody gon die tonight....
(Chaos) Defy the laws of gravity
Drive the ladies crazy, make em plead insanity
its Cuz
(V)
Somebody gon die tonight Ooo, Ooo, Ooo, Ooo, Ooo (x2)
(Chaos)
We Supernatural, Super (x8)
*2nd Verse*
Eat a penis, if your speakin indecent
you can sink your teeth in
you a dick rider and a dick biter
I kiss fire, boy and I spit the same
you never fly, you missed your place
paper planes and blunts, I twist the haze
try to kick a rap, I'ma kick your face
cause I got no class like Christmas Day
V, I come in first, and cum in her
until her stomach burst
Im the governor, I run this Earth
the King, the Law, The Punisher
role model, that roll with models
bend over swallow, Bin Boa bottles
litter the floor, livid I kick in the door
Biggie Small style wit a 4-4, nigga Uhh
*Chorus*
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13. |
Take It Off
03:06
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*1st Verse*
I fuck like I'm 17, but think like I'm 70
I think I need therapy
Vodka and ecstasy
every girl that sleeps with me, turns into my enemy
I never learn my lesson girl, your body is heavenly, take it off...
*Chorus*
Take it off (x's 4)
*2nd Verse*
Im the asshole in my Entourage, Ari
Im with your baby momma, we just moved over the car seat
Girl, Im caught up in the rapture thats your body
love is a tumor, it can kill you in a heart beat
but...
They say that a man shouldnt cry
so the ink is the tears, and the pad is my eye
you cant vandalize, what you cant analyze
so I take what I feel, I conceal, and I hide
smokin cancer sticks, with this dancer chick
who's a Cancer, shit
when I would smash her
she said her man put her in handcuffs,
heres my answer, take em off!
*Chorus*
3rd Verse*
I fuck like I'm 17, but think like I'm 70
I think I need therapy
Vodka and ecstasy
every girl that sleeps with me, turns into my enemy
I never learn my lesson girl, your body is heavenly
Yo, Im'a pirate
I'll steal your shit, then I drown in Rum
Im with this model hun
who will swallow cum
if you buy her somethin, so keep the bottles comin
until she kinda drunk uh,
have you thought about me lately?
do you love me, or do you hate me?
for all you haters tryna break me
my guns on safety, dont make me, take it off...
*Chorus*
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14. |
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She say she don’t fall for guys
But when she see’s me she gets starry eyed
Who cares what other men do?
She naked in my bedroom
I got tens to, attend to
Steal your girl I meant too
She moans to my instrumentals
Then I pass her to Lorenso, ah
She screamin my name, before she was screamin she hated men
Wearin my Jesus piece so she expectin me to save her then
She say she don’t fall for guys
But when she see’s me she gets starry eyed
But soon she ‘gon be teary eyed
Im on the road, I’m leavin bye, ah
Chorus
She said she fell in love with a star (She said she fell in love with)
I don’t really care where we are
But put ya hands up
Ayyy just put ya, Just put ya
Ayyy just put ya hands up
But when the feelin hit
You had me feelin starry eyed the way the light reflected
Off those lips an those tits
And the way you movin those hips
Girl are you workin for tips
Cause I got a tip on my dick
And its your eyes I am missin
And when we switchin positions
Is this a dream that Im livin?
Cause Im on your thighs and Im kissin
So I break it up and I roll it
Now put it straight to your lips and just smoke it
And when we leave tonight baby there aint gonna be no jokin
Just gropin and choking
So wrap your legs around my neck
And smoke your cigarette, after I just beat it wet
Cause I’m lookin past the rest, and you just lookin fly
Cause you got me so high, no you got me starry eyed
Chorus
On stage, Im goin in live
When she see’s me she’s starry eyed
dreams about the life Im livin
When my life is like a prison
Lifes a lie we like to live in
Starry eyed, we like some children
Now I got this little chick
Thinkin that my life is the shit, it isn’t
It’s a lie dude
Now these girls gonna follow what I do
The impossible dream, she ‘gon vibe too
It’s a nightmare we ride thru
And have fun for the hell of it
Pretend to grin,
I got your chick ass jiggling harder than gelatin on a Elephant
Tryna get my cake up, Entenmann's
Yo, for the Benjamin’s
Starry eyed niggas wanna be Venum, but they never can
Chorus
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15. |
Torture
03:52
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V gon shine with lightining brightness
Yea my lifes a likeless
To a psychos nightmares
its quite delightful, why fight my vices
some advice I’d like to write in
leave your girl around, I’ll put the pipe in
get her wetter than triton
right after ya’ll was skypin, I was bitin
injectin my venom like a Pythin
I mean python, style on
Niggas till like why dawg?
I’ll bind your feet and tie arms
Cut fingers right off, and burn your fuckin eyeballs
Make you disappear like Saigon, that’s the type of shit that I’m on
If I am the shit, why do I feel like a piece of shit?
If your flow is hot and you got cheese, they hoes melt like when pizza drips
Me and ya bitch kick it harder than a FIFA kick, don’t sleep on this
Shittin on these haters, diarrhea, I should leak this shit
Get it? Diarrhea, leakin shit? always drinkin on at least a fifth
Fuck blowin up, I’m sneakin in, this game in seconds
So I can kill niggas when they least expect it
Hectic, I suggest and recommend you recompense
Your life will end, theres seconds left
Chorus
Before the Torture begins
The breath of death is on your skin
Everytime I go In, everytime I go in
Let the torture begin, and of course I’ma grin
When your corpses look grim, Everytime I go in
Anger is the recipe, but torture is the outcome
Corpse’s what I’m countin, torch ya if your mouth run
The last of haters, I will lacerate them
Rape them with a broom and blast their face in
No procrastination, ready for assassination
Torch ya legs, before the torture ends
Theres a monster deep within, when beef he’s morphin in
Flamethrowers to scorch ya skin
At home in the dark,
cause a bitch came thru and left a hole in my heart
but there aint shit there now tho, shallow
fuck a bitch, then leave her in the shadows, you mad hoe
I don’t give a fuck, I’m heartless
Leave your head red, Danny Partridge
Yea I pray at night, but fuck an Antioch shit
Walkin very awkward, sawed off shotgun is in my pockets
Yo watch this,
Pass the chronic, on tracks I acid vomit
So high I smacked a comet
Got your girl screamin ‘God!” like Im apostolic
Suck until she nauseas
Swallow like its apple sauce bitch
Come at Veezey, please use caution
Shootin for the green like I played in Boston
So haters talkin
B-but my blade will stop em
Look at me now you made a monster
Cant calm me down, too late I lost it
Chorus
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16. |
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The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
Yea, girl at the party
you so bad, you my shawty
the hands of god crafted that body
why your breath smell like Bacardi?
Im kiddin yo Im drunk too
chase you, shit I would hunt you
there's gotta be an agreement that we could come too
I got Kush rolled up in a blunt too
her body everything I would want too
bet I could make her mine, if I want to
bet I could break her spine when I run thru
then she bent over, and my hunch grew
ha, I gotta get her to drink
lemme think, beer pong, lemme stress Im the shit
started daydreaming bout her neck to my lips
then she grabs my hand, says we're next on the list
She's like an actress, Im thinking its not 'gon happen
and then she sits on my lap and we started drinkin and laughin
(thats whats up)
the night goes on I want you more (I want you more)
I want you more (I want you more)
you a ten, a perfect score, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
your a ten, a perfect score, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
the night goes on I want you more, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
your a ten a perfect score, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
the night goes on I want you more, and thats whats up
Girl at the party
drank all of her Bacardi
low key actin naughty
you know you aint looking for car keys
hands in my pocket, damn I demand you to stop it
my rocket is poppin, and my boys right there
we in public, not like I care, BUT
at least lets dance
whats in your eyes intrigues by glance
call this fate, did we meet by chance
so close she feels beneath my pants
yea, you feel something
couple cups and a blunt mixed with one kiss
leads to the touching
seduction, eruption
a crush is just a rush of the lusting
She's like an actress, Im thinking its not 'gon happen
and then she sits on my lap and we started drinkin and laughin
(thats whats up)
the night goes on I want you more (I want you more)
I want you more (I want you more)
you a ten, a perfect score, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
your a ten, a perfect score, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
the night goes on, I want you more, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
your a ten a perfect score, and thats whats up
Whats up
Whats up
the night goes on I want you more, and thats whats up
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
The girl at the party
ayy, ayy
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17. |
Letters From Vegas
03:49
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"There he goes, one of god's own prototypes. A high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too Weird to live, to Rare to die"
Sincerely Yours, hey hey
Sincerely Yours, hey hey
Sincerely Yours, hey hey
Sincerely Yours, V. Scripts…
Theres a bomb on my watch as I climb to the top yo,
Its time to blow, even the clock knows
Bright lights and smoke fills my nostrils
I’m high as Spock goes, Hip-Hops Picasso
Foot on the pedal,in the city of sin
I’m sweaty and grim, but this is how my story begins
Good friends, good girl gone bad
Bad boy gone good till it all collapsed
You put me on this awkward path
this is why I’m forced to snap
And enemies readily sense when your head is weak
Backstabbers with jealous greed
Apparently wanna see Venum bleed, so fuck it
I’m sick of bad friends and mad sluts
I had you in my hands, now you something I cant touch
We bicker and we banter
Why would you slander Bruce Banner
In the spotlight and the cameras
Are catchin me makin decisions outta anger, damn em
I seen it in my dreams, destiny tied into fate
Lights in my face, they call me fake
But I changed, cause of the weight
On my spine, and in my mind I know its time to escape
Cause no way im ‘gon let you see me break, We off to Vegas, Hey!
*Chorus *
If I die tonight, I gotta tell you how I feel
Nothin is real, trapped in my own head
Soul’s dead, Im zonin, don’t know where I’m goin
Im trapped in the moment
Sincerely Yours, hey hey (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
Sincerely Yours, hey hey (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
Sincerely Yours, hey hey (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
Sincerely Yours, V. Scripts…. (letters from Vegas uh-uh)
In Vegas, drivin down the strip and ummm
This is what I’m thinkin of
I would rather pick a slut, then play this game of sickened lust
I would rather sink a slug, inside my heart than think of love
This is what the liquor does, this nigga’s drunk
Spillin off my chin and tongue, he doin shit he never does
Ecstasy got me feelin numb, pleasure’s just a sinners drug
My soul’s lost in limbo, havin dreams of swimming up in women blood
Adrenaline is heavens drug, so get back up your never done
Bright lights and smoke fill my nostrils
Im high as Spock goes, Hip-Hops Picasso
I spoke to God, I’m no apostle
He gave me this path to follow
Foot up on the pedal, in the city of sin
Im ready to win, and this is how my story begins
Good weed, good guy gone bad
The asshole is back in the lab, aren’t you glad?
The road was unpaved, I made my own path, you know that
So I don’t let no one close to me
I smoke the tree’s to let a nigga focus please
Relapse to the man I’m supposed to be
Sincerely yours, V
*Chorus*
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18. |
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(Legacy)
Im not movin like the tanks on empty
I think the Grim reaper’s scared to get me
Cause I’ma give ‘em hell, please don’t tempt me
I should have the devil come here and tempt me
My flow remarkable, Im bout to go
So cold the AC said “how that happen”
Wallet so fat that my pants is saggin
Fucked up off of Bin-Boa and Captain
Im so dirty niggas need to pass me a napkin
You cant read me if I came with a caption
And some glasses,
And a female actor that keep actin distracted
You lookin like you never seen a hurse before
But you aint never hear me kick a verse before
Don’t mess up what I’m workin for
Cause I’ll kick a nigga out like I work the door
I promise you mama, that I don’t love these hoes
Im fresh to death, there’s mummy rolls and countin money rolls
My diamonds look like sirens that’s why I think honey froze
So hater breathe easy, fuck a stuffy nose
Oh you got the nerve to sit right there?
And hate on me? Well heres an idea
Do what I do, invite your peers
Play a song that you think I’d like to hear
Go to the UK cause you need some cheers
I come to the show and get the empty chairs
There might be one person there, drinkin a beer
Maybe the mechanic, cause niggas grind my gears
Chorus
Pain is Pleasure, so you could never hurt him oh, oh
This might get personal
Look me in my eyes, you’ll see some things that you aint sposed to know
Think I’m gonna overload
Haters better slow their roll
Pain is my drug, this what happens when I overdose
Oh… This might get personal
Think Im gonna overload, you haters better slow your roll
Look into my eyes you’ll see some things that you aint sposed to know
(Chaos)
Man I feel fucked up,
who spiked my drink, you niggas got me fucked up
blast at me, thats blasphemy
you got a problem, nigga ask for me
casualty after casualty, tragedy after tragedy
Im just tryna get this anger outta me
and Im still kinda confused, can somebody help me,
tell my friends from my foes, if they fucking with a nigga just cuz they think Im wealthy,
scheming deceiving , Im believing that The Lord just wont fail me,
stay with the bat MLB, all this stress just cant be healthy,
I was raised with the apes so Im about to go banana shit,
banana clips, got niggas running scared I’ll even make a banana split,
dip shit, you know my band rock, misfits
gimme a couple hours I’ll make a quick flip,
mischief, always ready to hit a quick lick
Dave Chappelle got me screaming Im rich bitch
Ima pitbull off the leash, keep pussy's out of reach,
Im cold hearted with the heat, Chef Boyardee with the beef
clap, clap, give you a round of applause, make a nigga take a seat
I’ll send you niggas shells, they should've just hit the beach
Chorus
(V. scripts)
Nightmare in the dark, make your heart quiver
Calm killer, Godzilla, God willin
You learn not to fuck with an arch villain
If you do little nigga it aint hard feelings
I just do what I gotta
Amused by these fools tryna stop what
My crew came to do, but its cool cause I cruise
With Bianca, drama is drivin me cuckoo
Im shocked what, these haters tryna cough up
They wait for my fall, I wont
My flow so cold that I frozen your hope
Like a hoe that overdosed on some coke
Im numb in my soul and Im dope
Umm, I spit a wicked flow
Its despicable, these bitches know my dick is thick
I stick it in the thickest hoe
A hit a dro and I’m zoned
And Im sippin on this Michelob, Im throwed
And Im hittin on ya hoe
I act a little crazy when Im sippin on Patron
But I don’t give a fuck, cause Im sittin on the throne
I aint thinkin bout the hoe then Im thinkin bout a dough
And its drivin me insane if you niggas didn’t know
I burn thru chicks, like a chickens on the stove
The games fucked up, when this nigga ‘gon blow
Its hard in hair, like my dick was in a comb
I put a sickle to ya nose, then I rip it off your skull
Umm that’s that sadistic, twisted, sick shit that tickles my interest
This is my intent, to make every sentence exquisite, Im illin
As I kill it, and my skill is
To make your speakers sizzle like a skillet
Screws loose man I think I need a Phillips
Renegade man I know you niggas feel it
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19. |
Hyperspace Ft J-Yungen
03:48
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Chorus
They ask me why, I say its human nature, that’s what Michael say
You smile and shake my hand but hater, I know what you’d like to say
But if you keep your lips sealed, I’ma put this knife away
And I’m smoke this purple until it takes me to hyperspace (Zoom)
Hyperspace, Im smoking my life away (Zoom)
Time for change, hater put your Mic away
I told you Im a psycho mang, I’ll never put this knife away
But I’ma smoke this purple until it takes me to Hyperspace
(V. Scripts)
I’m high as hyperspace, haters faker than Michael’s face
And I’m movin at a pyscho pace, if her as lookin nice, then I might go chase
In the bed she bananas, I might go ape
In my grey leather hoody and my light gold bapes
my pockets lookin fat, you got the lypo cake
bag models in 15 minutes or less, I got that Geiko game
umm, crazily, I use to wonder why these niggas hated me
now I see I’m exactly who they pray to be,
in the end you couldn’t deliver, you James to me, you aint fadin me
and your girl ain’t nothing but a game to me
checkmate when I get her to lay with me
sometimes I feel lower than an Asians knees
but they I get higher than an angels feel, but listen
the piff is lit and hittin on it
shifts me to a different moment, bitches kiss and lick my scrotum
I’m sicker than beer before liquor, if you didn’t now you niggas know it
I’m sippin on the liquor slowly
Lightin up as she lickin on me
I let her smoke it as she get me horny
I beat it up, yo this may be gory
I hear you talkin shit but all you haters bore me
Chorus
(J-Yungen)
Never been hotter, it's rena renegade
niggas wanna come and join the heat, like Lebron James
and I know there's hatas everywhere
but no sweat tho I'm prepared,
cause I’ll act like it's hopscotch and start steppin on them squares
I got kush broken up, tell my nigga roll it
Cause I'm a Family Guy, but my eyes is the Louis
girl come here, how somethin so bad look so good?
thats why I'm checkin you out like a library book
so come and hit this blunt twice, lets go to hyperspace
I might have frostbite, cause I cant feel my face
smokin on that good Bob Marley,
I bet I could get Smokey the Bear to burn these trees at this woods party
Chorus
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20. |
Message In A Bottle
03:08
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Chorus
Theres a message at the bottom of this bottle
Sayin that we wont remember this tomorrow
You think I’m lyin, we can sip until we reach it
I’m an alcoholic, it aint a secret
Haters see me in their nightmares, ladies see me in their dreams tho
Inhale the weed smoke, you smile but you need hope, yea
Theres a message in this bottle, bottle, bottle
Theres a message in this bottle, bottle
Stop it, she drop it lower than a Hobbit
Then I pop it like a zit, my esophagus made of lava bitch
Toxic when Im vomiting, my flow a drug, Klonopin
The ambiance astonishing, I see you with the carmel skin
Sippin four lokos, 4 loko hoes, poor more Patron
Mix liquor, don’t overdose, and I’m gone
And anywhere your body is makes me feel like I’m home
And if I don’t pick up the phone, shit niggas, ya’ll know
I’m layin up with naked sluts, she take the nut
We breakin up, and man that’s just the cycle when you cakin up
Hate for what, my style you try to copy so you paste and cut
Hey your dumb, I’m authentic, call Venum, bars kill ‘em
Godzilla, conquer
Hard to be a man, when in your heart you’re a monster
Take a bitch higher than a dog in a copter
You would think I boned an officer, cause I party ‘till the cops cum, awesome!
Chorus
Everybodys vibin see, so girl get up inside my sheets
Look in my eyes and lie to me, I lie back so lay back
But this on playback
I kick an old school flow, put this on 8-track
You make rap, I make crack
Dope flow at Sunoco, and Im gassed up
Pass gas on the track and leave a fat dump
Shitted on it, sorry yo I’m in the moment
Call me V if you didn’t know it
Fuck it yo, you finna know it
Feelin on your, silicone and
Do you like me, I like you too
But if you like me, theres something you might like to do
Bite and pull, KY, a dike or two
But if you try to touch my stash, I’ll put the knife to you
A bong, a blunt, shit yo, a pipe’ll do
I’ll smoke the pipe as I’m piping you
Your right, I’m cool!
Why would I lie to you, this Bin-Boa bottle got a message sayin what you and I should do… Oooo
Chorus
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21. |
Hip Hop N Her
03:02
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*1st Verse*
I think an angel just landed on my bed spread
uh, with her legs spread
I snap to attention
a dime with a swag that'll knock other tens dead
I don't need any girl but her (butter), watch the bread spread
paper stacks, and when I'm beatin I could break her back
I told her that I didn't love her should I take it back?
my hearts in her hands, but it tears when the tears flow
she feels like I'm havin affairs and her fears grow
mistrust and this stress for a mistress?
all the pain that your causin in this chest
I make love to you, with her its quick sex
yea I bang it out, and then I swag it out
she gotta sharp tongue, dagger-mouth
yea we argue, then we fuck, yo we have it out
but when I beat you, I could vibe to your moan
but when she beat, I gotta outta control
and when I'm inside you, massage you
you wet as I slide thru
the look in your eyes is so cold
cuz I know that you know
that even when Im with you, she's inside of my soul
so your tired of the hoe
she gets around niggas told me she could blow
but when she's callin a nigga gotta go
you my wife, but she's my life
and you both gon' bang in the night, right?
*Chorus*
Hip-Hop N Her, the story unfolds
one got my heart, the other got my soul
a style so hot and a swag so cold
I gotta go
Your both at my shows
but your backstage, and she's on stage
and we all blazed
Hip-Hop 'N Her, the story unfolds
one got my heart, the other got my soul
*2nd Verse*
Time slows when I'm with you, but time stops when I'm with her
then I vibe and I light up a swisher
put the mic to my lips and I whisper
you know I gotta spit first
but you a close, close second
lookin so, so fresh, up in ya polo dress
its like ya know no better huh?
lets have a three some
as ya tongues playin, givin dumb brains
make the drums bang, make a nun sang
Oooo, aint nobody you
but aint nobody her, she keeps me high but you tie me to earth
you ridin shotty, but she makes me wanna shotty a verse
she move her body so melodic, you a body of work
put both of you together is like bombing a church
unnecessary, and your swag got me sayin please bless us mary!
you my wife, she my secretary
yea I bang it out, and then I swag it out
*Chorus*
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22. |
Round Of Applause
03:56
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I aint never been cruel
but I say what I want as the evidence proves
Venum rude, you gon learn like you never left school
hollering my name when I never met you
telling them I love you when I never text you
Im allergic to the bullshit can I get a bless you
the game don't pause man I gotta rest too
then I wake up and I shit on haters, wheres the restroom?
swear a scientist made me in a test tube
cause I feel like a stranger when its you Im next too
life a bitch if you let her, so lemme address you
games we play, lemme see your chest moves
watch your back call that a chest move
baby when you get on top and ride your breast move
and your hair everywhere, I wanna arrest you
cause you killin it, you the best boo
will I make it, is that what the test proves?
think I give a damn what the rest do?
I just smoke my weed until the stress thru
wouldn't know success if we didn't stress too
I guess that explains why Im so stressful
Renegade hip hop we the next crew
if you disagree we yelling F you
if you disagree you gon be a dead fool
I be clownin when I kill these niggas, call me Dead Pool
get her so wet made the first bed pool
and I shut down every venue
tryna get my power up but I ain't eat a senzu
bleed Renegade, but I aint on no menstrual
monumental on Instrumentals I been thru
Jersey Boy, you can check my credentials
amazing what a man can do with a pencil
*Chorus*
Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap
I need a round of applause, so can I get y'all too
Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap
I need a round of applause, can I get y'all too
(x2)
*2nd Verse*
Believe in the Lord
to proceed thru the war
I am not immortal I bleed to swords
and daggers they throw to impede to disarm
to complete to dissolve
to complete is a flaw
I will never loose thru the sleet, thru the storm
hold your breath thru the war then you breathe thru the calm
mercy is made for the weak not the strong
you'll get killed by the schemer you needed to bomb
blow em all away thru the speed of your songs
don't give a hater any reason to talk
I don't care how the earth tilt, the season is ours
and yes indeed he's a star
weed got me bugging like bees in a bong
and I be buzzing like bees in a swarm
lesson learned, is what I see in a scar
no regrets so I don't see a reason to mourn
fans finna grow like seeds in a jar
hearts told cold, but your keepin it warm
my last left me broke, pick the pieces apart
tryna handcuff like Police in a bar
smile in your face, but they creep in the dark
cause the look in your eyes shows deceit in your heart
tryna ball hard while you sleep on the court
I get irritated when I speak on the thought
they wanna see my drop like leaves in the fall
Im tryna blaze, put the trees in my palm
palm trees at the beaches Im on
seductions a game, see the leak in her thong
caused by the words that I speak on the song
asshole, but at least I aint wrong
pain still here, but at least I aint gone
weed and Patron at my seat on the throne
*Chorus*
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