Some Bullshit i wrote this mornin. Since Imma be on this Mixtape, Im primin maself before i hop in tha Cheddar Box Foreal. Enjoy Bitches.
Lyrics:
Grizz Heat w/ a Gat, Ill let yall Creep wen I Nap
Cause wen I Camp out, Yall ah be tha ones Sleep in a Sack
My Steam Blam w a Wing Span, Fuk Reachin for Straps
I'll come out of a Shell, Before Beef even unhatch
Ukno im Deeper Than Rap, 5280 Feet(Mile) On tha Track
Reason & Fact, "RULE AH"gree'n w/ That
Due to tha Lost of some Text Soldiers, Yall Think Tha Threats Over??
Yall Over-Ate w/ MY LEFTOVERS????
Im Big Like Ross Clothes, Boi Im Up On Boss Mode
C.ant L.ose A. S.ingle S.tep I.n C.lassicks K.ingdom.. Pussy Nigga Walk Slow
Im on Point Like A Dart Throw, Kill tha Beat.. Heart Blow
Pussy Nigga Thinkin that ukno?? (Gun Click) Thought So!!
All im hearin is Malarkey, Mufuka it... GET'EM NA
Time to put yall FLOWERS in tha Air, Like a DandiLion
Roll up to tha Funeral & Blam Tha Iron His Family Crying
Then its back to ma Thrax Pack, Crack And Zannie Grind
Yall Bitches is Over-Ass like Panty Lines, Check Ma BOXER SKILL, Nigga
Metal/Meddle Around, I'll Pop tha Steel
Goons still on Deck, Paid to Slide.. Hockey Deal
I'll Cock Tha Mill, Hop in Wheels, Nigga Hit ya Block w/ Killz
Chopper's Peel, Got this nigga workin off a Doctors Bill
Skinnin all yall Animals, to Prove yall not FUR-Real
Yall Flow is weak, with No Belief... Nigga Hold that Rosary
Ma Slaughter House Got Rolls Of Meat, Betta Off.. Jus Hold Tha Beef
State ya Name (Gri-mix)
Threaded Mode