Stone Cold
Yeah
Uh
Okay
Nine, seven
Vendetta
Ayo, Dro, turn me up, bro
Yeah, I tried to run away from rap, cause I thought it was the best for me
But that bitch keep coming back, guess I can't escape my destiny
Took five years to understand the Most High was testing me
Plus, premeditated, meditation, mastering all my weaponry
Chi-town til the death of me, Southside especially
Perry Avenue, 6th, 5th, nigga, definitely
Be on my Kawhi Leonard, when I be penning in fine linen
Committing adultery, I be sinning
Cheating on death, fucking the shit out of life
Satisfaction, multi-orgasmic, that bitch done came twice
It's only right I continue to do my thing, though
Make green grow, crucify wack rappers, no gringo
Star like Ringo, hard like Kimbo
Slice, street fight on the mic, no Nintendo
I been dope, like Snowfall, that's just the protocol
You put niggas to sleep with your bars, your shit is propofol
Was born real, they used to say I had a old soul
Look at the crown, see how it shine like the rose gold
We run the town, my niggas ball like the Rose Bowl
Middle finger to you hoes, like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes, like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes
All hail the almighty, I'm hard body, hard writing
Been sharp enough to perform an autopsy
All sloppy, probably drunk when I'm doing it
Ruin it, take the body, dump it in the booth while you in it
Proving it ain't nothing to diss you or dismiss you
This missile will surely give you a early dismissal
Shit simple, you're not in my league, so just leave
I'm like Tom Brady, you Drew Brees, nigga, please
I'm the greatest, back off hiatus, straight to your playlist
My cadence is A-List
It's been amazing since Genesis, Sega
Since the beginning in Genesis, when God was creating
I was in the garden, snake charming, trying to capture Satan
JACK young, Cobra Commander, going commando
One man militia like Rambo, with more ammo
Gamble with your life if you wanna
You'll be a goner, get ate alive, trying to swim with piranhas
What a bummer
What's born real, they used to say I had an old soul
Look at the crown, see how it shine like the rose gold
We run the town, my niggas ball like the Rose Bowl
Middle finger to you hoes like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes... yo
Uh
Okay
Nine, seven
Vendetta
Ayo, Dro, turn me up, bro
Yeah, I tried to run away from rap, cause I thought it was the best for me
But that bitch keep coming back, guess I can't escape my destiny
Took five years to understand the Most High was testing me
Plus, premeditated, meditation, mastering all my weaponry
Chi-town til the death of me, Southside especially
Perry Avenue, 6th, 5th, nigga, definitely
Be on my Kawhi Leonard, when I be penning in fine linen
Committing adultery, I be sinning
Cheating on death, fucking the shit out of life
Satisfaction, multi-orgasmic, that bitch done came twice
It's only right I continue to do my thing, though
Make green grow, crucify wack rappers, no gringo
Star like Ringo, hard like Kimbo
Slice, street fight on the mic, no Nintendo
I been dope, like Snowfall, that's just the protocol
You put niggas to sleep with your bars, your shit is propofol
Was born real, they used to say I had a old soul
Look at the crown, see how it shine like the rose gold
We run the town, my niggas ball like the Rose Bowl
Middle finger to you hoes, like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes, like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes
All hail the almighty, I'm hard body, hard writing
Been sharp enough to perform an autopsy
All sloppy, probably drunk when I'm doing it
Ruin it, take the body, dump it in the booth while you in it
Proving it ain't nothing to diss you or dismiss you
This missile will surely give you a early dismissal
Shit simple, you're not in my league, so just leave
I'm like Tom Brady, you Drew Brees, nigga, please
I'm the greatest, back off hiatus, straight to your playlist
My cadence is A-List
It's been amazing since Genesis, Sega
Since the beginning in Genesis, when God was creating
I was in the garden, snake charming, trying to capture Satan
JACK young, Cobra Commander, going commando
One man militia like Rambo, with more ammo
Gamble with your life if you wanna
You'll be a goner, get ate alive, trying to swim with piranhas
What a bummer
What's born real, they used to say I had an old soul
Look at the crown, see how it shine like the rose gold
We run the town, my niggas ball like the Rose Bowl
Middle finger to you hoes like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes like I'm Stone Cold
Nice, Stone Cold
Middle finger to you hoes... yo
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Writer(s): J.a.c.k Vendetta
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