Burn Me Slo (feat. OC)
Ladies and gentlemen
You've been invited to a party to get high
With DNO W and my man is NOC
Hold up, you know what I'm saying
Uk style, going down like this
Yeah, uh, one time, we check it
See what the crap mama whizzing
Blind you like a blizzing
Skin your whole body and I spot you like lizard
Workshop like scissors
Do the knowledge and the physics
Believe it over me superstitious
Rap chemist, each time I get caught to brown
In the lab I create a whole new genesis
My world, my own score my own tour
I stay hidden in this rap game like coslaw
I make star oversees like stay
Reppin' shows from Tokyo to Belgium
My name ring bells like horse and wealth
Got respect like motorist behind jail cells
With this mic I'm quite terrific you agree or disagree, it doesn't matter to me
It so love baby bop is a score hip-hop
Be the base line the bee just like corrupt cops
The buck don't stop here tho
This year flow give, from five to ten, twelve a show
Yeah
Burn me slow
Drag on me as long as you go pulling me out a shotgun
Cause I be number one with the bullet
Who got some, the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my, we go get you so high, so high
Offline like the vessel, and my nigga name is trolley
Raps like the devil, make you believe in the holy solly bright
I only stay fat
I write raps strong enough to break a bull's back
It's the same ass, who is an ancient proper
In this fucking word, I got my nuts in my world
World jeopardize, there I got no soul
I got soul in my mind and soul beyond goal
Ain't no W's got my back how's that
Hope the diplomat for night is all this
My man is rolling down the studio beats is come forward
My rap flow makes a bags for cheese
Got to chase Kay cause she's at stake
Oh she's like a teenager
My name all the way burn me slow
Dragging me as long as you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would be number one
With the bullet who got some
The second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long as you can pull it
That shot gun cause I would be number one
With the bullet who got some
The second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high,so high
This goes out to Uk, how we do it the NYC way
But without the Dj and the MC's too
This shit is for you
Much love to your crew you know how OC do
Crack the gruel over hell
In hell a smell
If you see me out of show
Did you know I'm back well
Pissed out go through it bright light through message
All with the message
Feel my SHC is at a lessage
Graps my presence
Stupid encyclo words the man obsessive
I like to rap verses
I'm never getting nervous
Mics out butted
So beauty is diverted
That nigga while on you, clean as a blues self
The light itself do what you do
What you do, true that dawg
Wise words spoke solid soberly
The slash side of writing is called area piece
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
No doubt, you know what I'm saying
This is how we do any day
NYC way UK NOW is nightmare on wax
You know how to act hold up
My man is, nigga please
Hold up uh
You leave I'm with you baby
One time you all
You don't stop, is some see
Check it(check it out)
How we do you all
One time you all
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long as you
Can pull it shotgun I would number one with the bullet
You got some
Call tackey baby boy
Hahahaha
You've been invited to a party to get high
With DNO W and my man is NOC
Hold up, you know what I'm saying
Uk style, going down like this
Yeah, uh, one time, we check it
See what the crap mama whizzing
Blind you like a blizzing
Skin your whole body and I spot you like lizard
Workshop like scissors
Do the knowledge and the physics
Believe it over me superstitious
Rap chemist, each time I get caught to brown
In the lab I create a whole new genesis
My world, my own score my own tour
I stay hidden in this rap game like coslaw
I make star oversees like stay
Reppin' shows from Tokyo to Belgium
My name ring bells like horse and wealth
Got respect like motorist behind jail cells
With this mic I'm quite terrific you agree or disagree, it doesn't matter to me
It so love baby bop is a score hip-hop
Be the base line the bee just like corrupt cops
The buck don't stop here tho
This year flow give, from five to ten, twelve a show
Yeah
Burn me slow
Drag on me as long as you go pulling me out a shotgun
Cause I be number one with the bullet
Who got some, the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my, we go get you so high, so high
Offline like the vessel, and my nigga name is trolley
Raps like the devil, make you believe in the holy solly bright
I only stay fat
I write raps strong enough to break a bull's back
It's the same ass, who is an ancient proper
In this fucking word, I got my nuts in my world
World jeopardize, there I got no soul
I got soul in my mind and soul beyond goal
Ain't no W's got my back how's that
Hope the diplomat for night is all this
My man is rolling down the studio beats is come forward
My rap flow makes a bags for cheese
Got to chase Kay cause she's at stake
Oh she's like a teenager
My name all the way burn me slow
Dragging me as long as you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would be number one
With the bullet who got some
The second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long as you can pull it
That shot gun cause I would be number one
With the bullet who got some
The second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high,so high
This goes out to Uk, how we do it the NYC way
But without the Dj and the MC's too
This shit is for you
Much love to your crew you know how OC do
Crack the gruel over hell
In hell a smell
If you see me out of show
Did you know I'm back well
Pissed out go through it bright light through message
All with the message
Feel my SHC is at a lessage
Graps my presence
Stupid encyclo words the man obsessive
I like to rap verses
I'm never getting nervous
Mics out butted
So beauty is diverted
That nigga while on you, clean as a blues self
The light itself do what you do
What you do, true that dawg
Wise words spoke solid soberly
The slash side of writing is called area piece
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long that you can pull it
That shotgun cause I would number one
With the bullet who got
Some the second hand smokes in the air
Call tackey oh my
We go get you so high, so high
No doubt, you know what I'm saying
This is how we do any day
NYC way UK NOW is nightmare on wax
You know how to act hold up
My man is, nigga please
Hold up uh
You leave I'm with you baby
One time you all
You don't stop, is some see
Check it(check it out)
How we do you all
One time you all
Burn me slow
Dragging me as long as you
Can pull it shotgun I would number one with the bullet
You got some
Call tackey baby boy
Hahahaha
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Writer(s): George Herbert Evelyn
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