Nothin To Lose
Illy BondZ I be goin in
Not the type to be playin wit on the mic I'm not your friend
Red dragon about to be wrecking shit hella quick
Coming through like a bomber and you know that I'll never quit
Y'all get a little courage and be wanting to spar
Not knowing you phony homies leaving with real scars
On the track I'm a beast like nothing you've ever seen
Or heard
You niggas words ineffective b
You think you topping me that's a muh fuckin' joke
And them MBK quotes straight removing all hope
My nigga you won't be able to stop the double slashes
And the dragon flowing leave you niggas a pile of ashes
It's magic and the method in which we be hemming lines
Master chefs the way the he cooking his and I be cooking mine
Double Dragon get it cracking every time
Fuck every one of y'all not down with our lines
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
Ain't nobody outrappin' me I'm too raw
The smoke hitting harder than the naturally
Just know there's some dough if a nigga tryna ask for me
Verses here is dope and get you rich
We charging half a key
Niggas ain't do shit for themselves and now they mad at me
Family fake too many branches we cut off half the tree
Rich and BondZ keeping it locked we got the master key
Rappers hatin' please carry on get you a bag for free
You'll prolly never catch that ball if you ain't earned the flight
Keep it home stay up in ya city was the worst advice
The old heads mad a nigga lapped em and I earnt the price
The young niggas mad cuz now the thing in my verse is like
Nothin to lose still nothing to prove
I could slap these rappers round cuz it's nothing to do
If they ain't fuckin' with me I ain't fuckin wit you
It's Bill BondZ and MBK nigga fuck with the crew
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
Not the type to be playin wit on the mic I'm not your friend
Red dragon about to be wrecking shit hella quick
Coming through like a bomber and you know that I'll never quit
Y'all get a little courage and be wanting to spar
Not knowing you phony homies leaving with real scars
On the track I'm a beast like nothing you've ever seen
Or heard
You niggas words ineffective b
You think you topping me that's a muh fuckin' joke
And them MBK quotes straight removing all hope
My nigga you won't be able to stop the double slashes
And the dragon flowing leave you niggas a pile of ashes
It's magic and the method in which we be hemming lines
Master chefs the way the he cooking his and I be cooking mine
Double Dragon get it cracking every time
Fuck every one of y'all not down with our lines
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
Ain't nobody outrappin' me I'm too raw
The smoke hitting harder than the naturally
Just know there's some dough if a nigga tryna ask for me
Verses here is dope and get you rich
We charging half a key
Niggas ain't do shit for themselves and now they mad at me
Family fake too many branches we cut off half the tree
Rich and BondZ keeping it locked we got the master key
Rappers hatin' please carry on get you a bag for free
You'll prolly never catch that ball if you ain't earned the flight
Keep it home stay up in ya city was the worst advice
The old heads mad a nigga lapped em and I earnt the price
The young niggas mad cuz now the thing in my verse is like
Nothin to lose still nothing to prove
I could slap these rappers round cuz it's nothing to do
If they ain't fuckin' with me I ain't fuckin wit you
It's Bill BondZ and MBK nigga fuck with the crew
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
You know I make the mood I got nothing to prove
I came here to groove like I got nothing to lose
And you know we bring the boom boom pow
Leave it loud and we gonna be runnin the whole town
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Writer(s): Jay Johnson
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