Problem (feat. Viro the Virus)
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh Viro the Virus
With DJ Artz, ha
Jersey to Turkey
This international swagger daddy
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
It's going down
I'm in here now
The sharpest blade from NJ
Know you feel my style
Let the Henny to the dome
Put me in the zone
Hit and run for the fun
Yo I'm in and out
I'm a problem you can't solve or figure out
While you rack your brain
And with your spouse gettin' scalp
Watch your mouth
And kill that crap you yappin' 'bout
Or be at south when I hunt
You out like cat and mouse
I got it sewn your hem's frayed
I bone hoes at my homе burning piff J's
Talk slick like my mouth full of Bengay
Kids front like thеy hard
But I know 'em they been gay
Ain't foolin' me
I see through the display
That's why they go that way if I'm way
If I'm movin' this way
Fall back
Or get slapped in your dental cap
I'm on the track
So it's a wrap like rental scrap
You lams ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah, yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Kids runnin' their lips
But they ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Garden State great
Number nine minus eight
No swine on my plate
No time for the hate
These internet bloggers
Think they're top shot HipHoppers
Till I knock them out like one on the boxers
I'm what's hittin' like a bullwhip
No bullshit, I'm more sick
Fools forfeit (ogzzfreezy)
I'm like later for these losers
I be Blazin Buddah
Playin' with these ladies Hooters
Bless the booth and make the mic say halelujah
Get it rockin' like Lollapalooza
Betta get a clue bruh
This ain't the regular you used to
Instead I'm ahead of you like the Future (Dig it)
I'm the truest to spew it
Sickest to spit it
Coolest to do it
And illest to kill it
So fall back
Or get shapped in your dental cap
I'm on the track
So it's a wrap like rental scrap
And that's that
Fall back
Or get slapped in your dental cap
I'm on the track
So it's a wrap like rental scrap
You lams ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah, yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Kids runnin' their lips
But they ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah-yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh Viro the Virus
With DJ Artz, ha
Jersey to Turkey
This international swagger daddy
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
It's going down
I'm in here now
The sharpest blade from NJ
Know you feel my style
Let the Henny to the dome
Put me in the zone
Hit and run for the fun
Yo I'm in and out
I'm a problem you can't solve or figure out
While you rack your brain
And with your spouse gettin' scalp
Watch your mouth
And kill that crap you yappin' 'bout
Or be at south when I hunt
You out like cat and mouse
I got it sewn your hem's frayed
I bone hoes at my homе burning piff J's
Talk slick like my mouth full of Bengay
Kids front like thеy hard
But I know 'em they been gay
Ain't foolin' me
I see through the display
That's why they go that way if I'm way
If I'm movin' this way
Fall back
Or get slapped in your dental cap
I'm on the track
So it's a wrap like rental scrap
You lams ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah, yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Kids runnin' their lips
But they ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Garden State great
Number nine minus eight
No swine on my plate
No time for the hate
These internet bloggers
Think they're top shot HipHoppers
Till I knock them out like one on the boxers
I'm what's hittin' like a bullwhip
No bullshit, I'm more sick
Fools forfeit (ogzzfreezy)
I'm like later for these losers
I be Blazin Buddah
Playin' with these ladies Hooters
Bless the booth and make the mic say halelujah
Get it rockin' like Lollapalooza
Betta get a clue bruh
This ain't the regular you used to
Instead I'm ahead of you like the Future (Dig it)
I'm the truest to spew it
Sickest to spit it
Coolest to do it
And illest to kill it
So fall back
Or get shapped in your dental cap
I'm on the track
So it's a wrap like rental scrap
And that's that
Fall back
Or get slapped in your dental cap
I'm on the track
So it's a wrap like rental scrap
You lams ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah, yeah (It sounds like a problem)
Kids runnin' their lips
But they ain't nothing like this
I be talking that shit
Just puffin' my piff
Niggas (It sounds like a problem)
Yeah niggas (It sounds like a problem)
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