Two Face

I knocked you out when I went for the brain
Yeah I may think your good but we're just not the same
I'm the king of the jungle just look at my mane
And I just broke her back now she calling me Bane
She like how I'm rich so she calling me Wayne
Kill a Two Face and then walk with a cane
Fuck with my crew you gonna walk with a stain
I'll cut more than your hair when I run you this fade
Heard he a snitch I took care of the fellow
I sent the dead rat now they call me J Leto
Leave you blue and make green like I just added yellow
You come across me you best hope that I'm mellow
This is my plan it has been since the get-go
I pull the strings like I'm playing the cello
She gave me her number all I said was hello
I'm building the beats like it was made of Lego
I cannot stand a snitch
You telling on me gotta brand a bitch
You like "How could you leave me stranded Crisp?"
You lucky you're not in a random ditch
I'm cold like I just stay in the fridge
I'm heated cause of the way it is
What I mean is I'm cold when I read on these beats
But I'm heated when people start fucking with me
Driving the RV with the smoke coming out of the top
Like Walt and Jesse cooking up and I never will stop
Spazzed on this hard beat you weren't expecting the drop
Can't handle this calmly this so hard it's blowing the top

What should I do mane?
The shit you was talkin' was too lame
The things that you say
Are talkin' some shit on my new name
I do not need fame
Cause all of my presidents blue faced
Bribing's the fool way
Shush everybody that's two faced

Don't you dare speak when I talk
Quiet when I do my confidence walk
Silent cuz this is my conference dawg
Stepping on you like an insect
Nobody matching my intellect
Don't be mad just cause your business dead
I'll get rich just from the internet
You should've known that I done been the best
Like Harvey in the dirt I'll make a dent
Like to flip a coin but heard you hardly got a cent
Talking up your stories but they're hardly making sense
Saying that your rich but all the diamonds they were lent
I'm really on the fence, you think I'm that dumb think again
I know you're bullshitting your friends, but I know that you're faking them men
This is my wicked ways, grab the gun click to spray
Quit telling me your lies, I do not have all day
You lie to look a better way, so please just stay away
I have a new place to lay, six feet below the grave
I don't know
One minute you my bro, the next you strike me low
You used to sit and coast, just going with the flow
Now you have no soul
Behind my back, you be doing the most
You put on a new face
You're two face, seeing through you like a ghost

What should I do mane?
The shit you was talkin' was too lame
The things that you say
Are talkin' some shit on my new name
I do not need fame
Cause all of my presidents blue faced
Bribing's the fool way
Shush everybody that's two faced



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Depaolo
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