Skyzone
Why you talkin' all that all that ish for
Why you, why you talkin all that
Why you talkin all that
Why you talkin that ish for
Ay, Yo, Yo, Yo
Yo
Yo copper walls and a lead head
Pointed to the touch
A little extra gunpowder in the tip so I pop
Full metal jacket covering my body
Guarantees a very hot and painful death for all those who oppose me
Oh Jeez
All of my opponents like Pirogies
Potatoed out, toasted, topped them all off with some old cream
Sour to the taste and be
A staple condiment to any meal that I be eating
Prominently all they friends
Capital 6-1-third, I represent
Man the flow so nice cause cataclysmic event
The pseudo science like Bill Nye
Soul be resonant
I am potent, ya'll impotent, I am for real, you are pretend
Intervention ever present, might just cause you to ferment
Excellence is more fluorescent, yall are more like transparent
Quality be incandescent, exacerbate your insolence
An ever lasting massive blessing sent from angels up in heaven
Ever present
The intricateness of my illness
With precision, what can only be described as sickness
Flow is vicious
Violent when I push it
Smothering your face with a cushion
I scream out loud, a battle cry, then all your troops salute ya
Super ultra rare, I'm like a Lugia
Nigga this ain't an Insta, fuck around I won't remove ya
Leave you to the toupe, they down to smoke you like some hookah
Mess around with us enough we might just kick you in the hoo-hah
Gas
They reckless, kick you up in the chestest
Homies be young and restless
Yeah we are the bestest
They reckless, kick you up in the chestest
Homies be young and restless
Yeah we are the bestest
Got the whole club jumpin like it's Skyzone
Order 10 fresh zips off the iPhone
When I bump this in the hood, yeah I drive slow
All my niggas 6-1-3 with they eyes low
They be like "Oh my, Homie I'm so high!"
I'm rocking bath robes rapping with a gold mike
I'm hella wavy man, this rap shit is so tight
3K for a feature, bout to go up in four nights
I'm hella wavy man, this rap shit is so tight
3K for a feature, bout to go up in four nights
I'm hella wavy man, this rap shit is so tight
3K for a feature, bout to go up in four nights
God damn, this shit's so fire
Why you, why you talkin all that
Why you talkin all that
Why you talkin that ish for
Ay, Yo, Yo, Yo
Yo
Yo copper walls and a lead head
Pointed to the touch
A little extra gunpowder in the tip so I pop
Full metal jacket covering my body
Guarantees a very hot and painful death for all those who oppose me
Oh Jeez
All of my opponents like Pirogies
Potatoed out, toasted, topped them all off with some old cream
Sour to the taste and be
A staple condiment to any meal that I be eating
Prominently all they friends
Capital 6-1-third, I represent
Man the flow so nice cause cataclysmic event
The pseudo science like Bill Nye
Soul be resonant
I am potent, ya'll impotent, I am for real, you are pretend
Intervention ever present, might just cause you to ferment
Excellence is more fluorescent, yall are more like transparent
Quality be incandescent, exacerbate your insolence
An ever lasting massive blessing sent from angels up in heaven
Ever present
The intricateness of my illness
With precision, what can only be described as sickness
Flow is vicious
Violent when I push it
Smothering your face with a cushion
I scream out loud, a battle cry, then all your troops salute ya
Super ultra rare, I'm like a Lugia
Nigga this ain't an Insta, fuck around I won't remove ya
Leave you to the toupe, they down to smoke you like some hookah
Mess around with us enough we might just kick you in the hoo-hah
Gas
They reckless, kick you up in the chestest
Homies be young and restless
Yeah we are the bestest
They reckless, kick you up in the chestest
Homies be young and restless
Yeah we are the bestest
Got the whole club jumpin like it's Skyzone
Order 10 fresh zips off the iPhone
When I bump this in the hood, yeah I drive slow
All my niggas 6-1-3 with they eyes low
They be like "Oh my, Homie I'm so high!"
I'm rocking bath robes rapping with a gold mike
I'm hella wavy man, this rap shit is so tight
3K for a feature, bout to go up in four nights
I'm hella wavy man, this rap shit is so tight
3K for a feature, bout to go up in four nights
I'm hella wavy man, this rap shit is so tight
3K for a feature, bout to go up in four nights
God damn, this shit's so fire
Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Marius
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