Black Lip Bastard (Rmx)

You was running LA, now you out of there like Fish (wack ass)

What more can I say? I'm a bastard with black lips

Black shirt, black shades, long black dick

I'm awkward dog, I'm tryna bargain shop at Saks Fifth

Swung two axes and knocked the Earth off axis

And all we do is it, all we do is do it

All we do is do it, all we do is do it (real niggas squad)

(This what you really want?) And all we do is do it

And all we do is it, all we do is do it

All we do is do it, all we do is do it (real niggas squad)

(This what you want? I give up)

(Let Puff Daddy talk to you, the real Puff Daddy), yeah

Figg side, black nine, black lips, smoke time

Fuck this rap shit, I'm active (yah, yah)

Sucking on titties since I was eight

Hoodie with my shades, I ain't tryna be fake (fucker)

So don't be talking to me pussy

Running your gums like you be locking

When the world know that you're nookie

Rookie, softer than infant fabric

I won't have it, when the gun drawn get rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tatted

Know my niggas moving

You hesitating to hit the lick, what the fuck is you doing?

Perpetrating, bitches popping percocet and percolating

Freelance for God but do the work of Satan, whatever works

I'm clever with the words if you haven't noticed yet

Lightyears ahead, I'm bright, and I like to get oral sex

Soul brother, number one plus one

Getting fed like where drugs and guns come from

All we do is do it, shitting on the competition

Taking heads off, this Hannibal Lecter music

You niggas don't move me, you niggas just movies

Cut straight to them credits and hit you with a Uzi

Peel off in a dullies, truck bed full of toolies (yeah)

Get home, smoke, and poke on some coochie

I'm just fucking around, enough with them fairy tales

But I bust heads for real, go head

I'm Jay Rock, you lil' niggas beneath me

How you gon' dance with the devil, with two left feet?

Peep, thinking you sweet but you weak

Talking out of turn'll leave all of your teeth in the street

Momma taught you better, never clash with a giant

Unless you David, remember my nigga, I'm not Goliath

Feel the wrath of this titan, hit some water call it Poseidon

Wig out, then hit your ass with a trident

Money on the table, my nigga, you know I'm all in

If rap was a drink, you wine nigga, I'm all gin

Hunnit' proof, recruit a hunnit' troops who love to shoot (bad boy)

No fluke my nigga, you know that's what us hunters do

East side up, Watt city mayhem

Choppers that spraying from AM to PM

I'm the silent assassin of the four-headed dragon

Black Hippy blasting a 50 out the back of the Benz Wagon

Toe tagging wack rappers off GP

You can't see me, your vision ain't 3D

You smoking on that seaweed, we rolling up that kiwi

In the Backwood lighting, we high for like three weeks

You paying for that pussy but we always get freebies

Top Dawg that ho and throw it like a Frisbee, it's history

You know the night and day is ours

Top Dawg conglomerate, Hiii Power, bitch

Is this what y'all really want?

This Black Hippy shit what y'all really want?

When I'm in interviews, don't ask me about no crews

No posses, no cliques, don't tell me who's getting it

I don't give a fuck, nigga

I just paid, I just paid six figures in taxes, nigga

Off Section.80, on some independent shit

Uncle Sam talking about, "You an old lost relative," nigga fuck you

K-Dot said it, not Kendrick

Ab-Soul, the rawest motherfucker on the planet, nigga

T.D.E., solar system, Control System, beeotch