Pride Rock
Ninjas is plotting
They move rotten
Catch'em chasin the clout
Top secret
Never air my shyt out
I move shinobi
Scopin how my enemies move
Peruse them closely
And they can't even spit on they own
Yo who your ghost be
Cook ninjas
Tell me
Why you lookin so shook ninja
Quick to cop a plea
Prolly talk on the books ninja
Line them up quick
I rook ninjas
You ain't seen the city
Deliver it vividly
How I took ninjas
Green gas
Wood wrapped
Light it and smoke
Stone cold
I don't cough when I toke
I pearl the bleezy
Ninja don't believe me
He smokin that weeny greeny
I put bruh onto the pressure
And now the lil ninja fiendin
Put her on the dresser
And now the lil Queeny screaming
And I ain't even need it
I beat it cuz she was pleading
She think I'm going to eat it
I told the lil chick she reachin
I point my eyes at her leggings
My question is when you leavin
The homie outta pocket
He want it he go and rob it
The other homie stoppin
He tired of seein coffins
Welcome to the city
Of get it by any option
The mission is completed
When thick'ns sing at the opera
Before she decrescendo
I need to be sitting proper
Sippin green tea
On the balcony over agua
Eatin some aflredo
We switch the chicken with lobster
Then smoke and meditate
While I'm Mastering all my chakras
Ninjas outchea talkin
But can't never be found
In the house boy
They ain't comin out
Can't handle summer
Ninjas wanna cap cap
All in they rap rap
But google fact check
You see they ain't strapped
They undercover
I'm the Man from the crooked land
Put me in silk
Been rebellious
Since I been sippin
On mama'nem milk
My pen magic unfold havoc on times fabric
Sippin tea with an abbot while counting untold cabbage
Carolina ninjas get bodied
For small carats
Church food sent
To his poorly composed parents
Ninja pawn the loot
It's fake and the stones plastic
He tossed it in his grave
Keep this in your closed casket
Chill wit the flashing
Hungry
They gon snatch it
Raised as a savage
Indignant and cold bastard
Azz backwards
Ain't got honor
They all lackin
I ain't scared to die
You see me its all action
Be where I reside out east
Where they all blastin
Fiends with the ratchet
Wanted for all madness
These type niggas
That run to the small cabinets
Shoot through the canned food
And ring the alarm after
Tell me that you love me
Roll up the bombastic
Catch me on a vibe
You see what they all after
They move rotten
Catch'em chasin the clout
Top secret
Never air my shyt out
I move shinobi
Scopin how my enemies move
Peruse them closely
And they can't even spit on they own
Yo who your ghost be
Cook ninjas
Tell me
Why you lookin so shook ninja
Quick to cop a plea
Prolly talk on the books ninja
Line them up quick
I rook ninjas
You ain't seen the city
Deliver it vividly
How I took ninjas
Green gas
Wood wrapped
Light it and smoke
Stone cold
I don't cough when I toke
I pearl the bleezy
Ninja don't believe me
He smokin that weeny greeny
I put bruh onto the pressure
And now the lil ninja fiendin
Put her on the dresser
And now the lil Queeny screaming
And I ain't even need it
I beat it cuz she was pleading
She think I'm going to eat it
I told the lil chick she reachin
I point my eyes at her leggings
My question is when you leavin
The homie outta pocket
He want it he go and rob it
The other homie stoppin
He tired of seein coffins
Welcome to the city
Of get it by any option
The mission is completed
When thick'ns sing at the opera
Before she decrescendo
I need to be sitting proper
Sippin green tea
On the balcony over agua
Eatin some aflredo
We switch the chicken with lobster
Then smoke and meditate
While I'm Mastering all my chakras
Ninjas outchea talkin
But can't never be found
In the house boy
They ain't comin out
Can't handle summer
Ninjas wanna cap cap
All in they rap rap
But google fact check
You see they ain't strapped
They undercover
I'm the Man from the crooked land
Put me in silk
Been rebellious
Since I been sippin
On mama'nem milk
My pen magic unfold havoc on times fabric
Sippin tea with an abbot while counting untold cabbage
Carolina ninjas get bodied
For small carats
Church food sent
To his poorly composed parents
Ninja pawn the loot
It's fake and the stones plastic
He tossed it in his grave
Keep this in your closed casket
Chill wit the flashing
Hungry
They gon snatch it
Raised as a savage
Indignant and cold bastard
Azz backwards
Ain't got honor
They all lackin
I ain't scared to die
You see me its all action
Be where I reside out east
Where they all blastin
Fiends with the ratchet
Wanted for all madness
These type niggas
That run to the small cabinets
Shoot through the canned food
And ring the alarm after
Tell me that you love me
Roll up the bombastic
Catch me on a vibe
You see what they all after
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Writer(s): Reginal Bittle
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