OMG
Everybody's just saying the same words
In different ways time to change the curve
Bad mouth bitches won't be getting on my nerves
If you didn't know before then you heard it here first
If you wanna talk shit you wanna rock a hearse
T-Bow's World gonna kill the fuckin verse
Yeah I get the nookie call me Fred Durst
Bitches play hooky so I'm cooking all the nerds
Yeah I'm soaring high flying high with the birds
I'm the big shit and y'all are squirting turds
You know I get cheese I'm talking big curds
Spit that flame unlike anything you heard
Why you always cranky? - Squidward
From a small town motherfuck the suburbs
I rap so fast when will you fuckin learn
This is what the flow's like oh yeah
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
It's gonna be fast the whole time
Oh my god how am I gonna
Do this shit record every
Single line one at a time
Oh my god AAAH
Nah I'm just playing listen to what I'm saying
All the others lame I'll change the fucking game
I got that smoke call me motherfucking Blaine
Play me on the radio - World like Wayne's
Writing everyday gotta get the fuckin gains
Up all night like a vamp - Bloodrayne
All I hear is salt but I don't feel a grain
Haters better halt or they'll feel the fuckin pain
Do you hear this beat? It's fuckin insane
Chokeslam a bitch motherfucka call me Kane
I'm planting my feet yeah I'm staking my claim
There's a new man in charge of this thang
T-Bow's World fuckin climbing through the ranks
Making all the others wanna take a fucking break
Might take days to count the money I'ma rake
Don't count me out I'll do all it fuckin takes
I roll my marijuana in a cigarillo shell
Ever since I was a yungin I told em all to go to hell
And tell the haters that I wish em well
And throw a quarter in a wishing well
Whytboi stomping on the beat like a sasquatch
And if you wanna flex we can take it to blacktop
I'm the definition of the real life mascot
I come from the Tex go in your pockets make you take all your cash out
And dash out - oh my god bout to spaz out and black out
Cause of way too much and way too much drink
Face getting heavy feel like I'ma fucking faint
But I can't I can't I can't I maintain
And I do my thang my thang my thang mang
Annihilating any cypher somebody pass me the lighter
Bout to set the blunt on fire we get high then we get higher
Burn your ass like Ghost Rider earn my stripes just like a tiger
Your flow sick but mine is tighter lose my mind I lost some wires
Going hard til I retire nonbelievers get expired
This is poetry in motion like a boat out on the ocean
Finest herb will keep me floating you can't handle what I'm smoking
This that shit'll have you choking put your bitch ass in a coma
Handle my business like a man and keep it G
That's the problem everybody ain't keeping it real as me
In different ways time to change the curve
Bad mouth bitches won't be getting on my nerves
If you didn't know before then you heard it here first
If you wanna talk shit you wanna rock a hearse
T-Bow's World gonna kill the fuckin verse
Yeah I get the nookie call me Fred Durst
Bitches play hooky so I'm cooking all the nerds
Yeah I'm soaring high flying high with the birds
I'm the big shit and y'all are squirting turds
You know I get cheese I'm talking big curds
Spit that flame unlike anything you heard
Why you always cranky? - Squidward
From a small town motherfuck the suburbs
I rap so fast when will you fuckin learn
This is what the flow's like oh yeah
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
Never gonna stop
It's gonna be fast the whole time
Oh my god how am I gonna
Do this shit record every
Single line one at a time
Oh my god AAAH
Nah I'm just playing listen to what I'm saying
All the others lame I'll change the fucking game
I got that smoke call me motherfucking Blaine
Play me on the radio - World like Wayne's
Writing everyday gotta get the fuckin gains
Up all night like a vamp - Bloodrayne
All I hear is salt but I don't feel a grain
Haters better halt or they'll feel the fuckin pain
Do you hear this beat? It's fuckin insane
Chokeslam a bitch motherfucka call me Kane
I'm planting my feet yeah I'm staking my claim
There's a new man in charge of this thang
T-Bow's World fuckin climbing through the ranks
Making all the others wanna take a fucking break
Might take days to count the money I'ma rake
Don't count me out I'll do all it fuckin takes
I roll my marijuana in a cigarillo shell
Ever since I was a yungin I told em all to go to hell
And tell the haters that I wish em well
And throw a quarter in a wishing well
Whytboi stomping on the beat like a sasquatch
And if you wanna flex we can take it to blacktop
I'm the definition of the real life mascot
I come from the Tex go in your pockets make you take all your cash out
And dash out - oh my god bout to spaz out and black out
Cause of way too much and way too much drink
Face getting heavy feel like I'ma fucking faint
But I can't I can't I can't I maintain
And I do my thang my thang my thang mang
Annihilating any cypher somebody pass me the lighter
Bout to set the blunt on fire we get high then we get higher
Burn your ass like Ghost Rider earn my stripes just like a tiger
Your flow sick but mine is tighter lose my mind I lost some wires
Going hard til I retire nonbelievers get expired
This is poetry in motion like a boat out on the ocean
Finest herb will keep me floating you can't handle what I'm smoking
This that shit'll have you choking put your bitch ass in a coma
Handle my business like a man and keep it G
That's the problem everybody ain't keeping it real as me
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Writer(s): T-bow's World
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