조심해

on Sango - Poison Instrumental

(Lyrics)

Tripping on that shit like I blew propane
Dripping all my shit like I blew cocain
Take lyrical rap battle with fake lyrical rap listeners
(have you ever done that?)

they say that boombap is the real rap 
and that the drill trap’s the deal breaker
(whatever that means)

but I guess I been just thinking this separation
cause mass marauders
(God Bless Our Sons and Daughters)

Whether it’s guns and borders or bombs and murders
don’t matter shit as I make good murmurs
(Fuck mumble rap)

Then again you know what they say
Gob Bless Our Sons and Daughters

I take the microphone and then I make it feeling lit
this is for the motherfuckers bored with other shit
if I take a beat and feed it with a bitter picture
better get a killer cause of either that or 
they will fucking kill you

Choking you to death
and bless the rappers making haters wanna change
Im lucky bastard I grew up on eminem and when
raggedy rap bragging the vanity fake rappers 
is playing I say fuck fuck it (double fuck it)

Well that’s kinda sad
everybody want that but they rap bad
get fat asses in video shaking for nothing but
fucking for selling get famous shake more of it (shake it)

Well thats kinda sad fucking for the fame and them
give you my lyrical lyrical miracle spiritual medicine
it will make you feel respect again (not really)

Respect to the Ohs and all the biblical rappers
endeavors in music expansion is what it is that
we strive for we die for we fight from
4 in the morning record it 5 in the evening 
and finally history made in the morning
call it the death of the phonies

you better watch though (watch it)
the on call pops 
get you locked for arson
for the house on fire 
from the dope bombs dropping
If I make it make it make it
decapitate all the fake it till you make it
cause make it then they fake it you feel?

convince me otherwise I’ll be on you grind like
none of this on my mind

But then again, you know what they say
(grab em by the pussy!)
God Bless Our Sons and Daughters

Working Working Working
like my morning coffee routine
and all my homies be with me till the dawn dawn dawn
bumping till the dawn dawn dawn
(X2)

man I just like do it one take one make one fame man
one wake and bake 
and I’ll be all set
my statement
for the sake that rapper
motherfucker gonna be gone like that
heh bye~

God Bless Our Sons and Daughters

Madness

beat by Kid Ocean
prd. by Harkil Oneil

(lyrics)
I seen so many brothers
fuck me over for a bitch
later tell me she a bitch
fuck him over for a rich fella
tell me she ain't shit
I tell you you ain't shit
leave your weeping to your bitch
take your feelings to your sisters
(ha) ain't that about a bitch (what sheesh)

big tits and her hips and yo lips
going sheesh man I finna hit    that
well god bless (be safe)
take glass over there hi there my name (bitch)
time pass they left we said (good job bro!)

a week and half and not a text (is he dead?)
one day say I'm in a mess
need some cash asap don't ask
in a minute I'll be paying back
(fat chance broke ass)
Aite man but tell me yo gon be at the
place by eight we gotta shoot a video
10 am motherfucker like I cannot go!
(bitch ass fuck boy better say its joke!)

ain't that about a bitch
he's sick weak shit but hopin you was well bro
take pill for that pain bro
but a buddy saw you at the fucking mall though
(say what bro?)

And everybody wondering why you in Marc Jacobs 
with that Asian Miley Cyrus (wh what!)

And everybody wondering why you in Marc Jacobs
with that Asian Miley Cyrus you bitch (Ha!)

Ain't that about a bitch
(fucc boi shit)
give gifts with your homeboy money
which bitch wouldn't take that funny (ha had me rollin)
help me lord he 
better pay what he owes all my homies
and one day he came calling
and I told him

I seen so many brothers
fuck me over for a bitch
later tell me she a bitch
fuck him over for a rich fella
tell me she ain't shit
I tell you you ain't shit
leave your weeping to your bitch
take your feelings to your sisters 
(Ha) ain't that about a bitch (weak bitch get gone)
(Ha) ain't that about a bitch (weak bitch get gone)
(Ha) ain't that about a bitch (weak bitch get gone)
Ha!

Ain't That About A Bitch

(Lyrics)

man it's tough times
and it's tough getting older with a young man mind
and a young mind never wanna go through all the 
old man grind
but I really can't waste all my young man time
Y'all sit back put me on next time
young damn thing going on hopes right
and I'll get get get get get like

every single day I fucking think about it
like I made it to be somebody that I want

everybody telling me to give it up and make 
a living like I should 
(whoo)

I know that life is cringy but it's easy
if you think it like a fool
only fool would make a choice to chase a dream
think about it and I would 
(whoo)

and I do it do it do it 
put my hands on to it 
If a hater ever wanna bring me down on to it
then I guess I gotta put up my
middlefinger to it
and I really feel like being anything that I wanna be man

If I really want about it then I guess I gotta
make make make make dollars coming off 
in that grape shape

and I think about it think about it think about it
every single day

and I think that all these negativity is 
getting awful in the way

got things in my head put a finger to it then
everything is to be set   man
put the pen on the pad
paint a picture from my head
every worry disappearing 
pretty fast man

life sure on a fast lane
hope you passed all the
traffic to greatness you want man
everybody worry the same and
past looking sweet only mean
that it needs dollar and a dream yeah

tracking away
track in my head
bet I make it all day
when I export the thing
everybody gonna say
goddamn that shit make raining with fire man