Текст песни
Wolfside,
Been great since Dame was in the Big Sky
You getting a 4 for 4, I'm eating a ribeye
Your boys rush the spot, we call that bitch a pig sty
Even if I die, I still gave them words to live by
Was the man but the sherm left his wig fried
In a midsize, deliver the baby like a midwife
Why they acting all pompous
Killing the culture, Conde Nast accomplice
32 bars, I give them what I accomplish
Like what kind of insanity could have possibly prompted this?
Western conference, logos loud, yellow jackets
Bully ball, these is Melo tactics.
You ain't gonna get your chain right, you pedal backwards
To be clear my role models never rappers
Want to shake hands with the man who invented leather
Rap cool but the love from trenches better
They bring up who's nice
You don't get mentioned ever
Been a factor, make it disappear like Penn & Teller.
They pen a Telenovela how they been a seller
With Jimmy Henchmen's record.
clex Jones with the offensive lecture
Except every sentence's clever.
Too blind to eyeball it, I Six Sense the measure
My outfit lacks taste, I got a positive test.
Give the extras to mom, my girl deposit the rest
These cornballs keep on sending fraudulent threats
Guess jeans & rugby's, look like Nas on the set
Belly on mute, blower with the shirt over.
Sling on it like a hurt shoulder.
I'm Kurt Cobain loaded, give them the news like Kurt Loder
Prices too high, they move the work slower.
I'm talking movie theater tan butter
I eat the lamb smothered
Me & Blake like J-Will & Vince on the Slam Cover
Verse 2 - Blake cnthony
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cfter this I had to raise the price ,
Sitting in floral chairs
Sucking on titties &
Blowing Buddha spice,
Flowing jewels & Ice,
BEHcN cold
Beyond Chosen,
Kombat Mortals