Pass da Dyce (feat. passive the rapper)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pass da Dyce
Uh
They said I need to rap faster, man I'm such a master
The only body to body me just might be passive
But don't you ever ask him, sass or just harass him
You against us, you just unlucky bastard
Damn Dyce yo chill bro I don't let it bother me
I know but for real, I feel like an apology
Is needed in this situation cause we been the best
And if I never touch it then it turn into a mess
So I say it with my chest I guess it's like a test
To see who wanna be a bench come and getcha press
They thinkin that we slipping, I'm making it my mission
To terminate anybody up in this division
I don't think they know us, so who about to show up
Me bitch, for I go in
Dyce, what we got in the vault
How long did it take to write the verses that they applaud
It's only been like a year so what's with all the facade
The real recognize who the real niggas are
Pass da Dyce made a profit off the odds
Polka-dotted bikini Dyce spotted a broad from afar
Lookin at these rappers like who gone set the bar
Bar too low for me, I don't go for these
I gotta a lot up in my pocket, don't show no ease up
I peace up, everybody seem like they keen
But really they just wanna be us, like Jesus
We some clean bruvs
I get it, yeah boy you wanna be the man
You seen how we move and you wanna be like that
You wanna be like pass so all you do is ask
A bunch of silly shit but you gotta learn to rap
I'ma gatekeeper, hate reaper, date sneaker
Seen a bad broad go from fine, to wait leave her
I make divas, I rake cheese, with great ease
Smart enough for As, but hang with straight Ds
Make me move, I dare you to breathe
Anything you say to him you gotta say to me
And anything thing I say to you, really gotta be
On a level underground cause you never over me huh
Welcome to the throne of the underground kings
Parallel parkin an uber talented team
If gambling's ya thing, yeah come and try me
Pass da Dyce the polterguist of your computer screen
Started my day off with debating if they really want it
How many rappers only gimmick is to claim they haunted
Cut from the cloth the butter the blue bonnet
They never stick around when they figure out who want it
Double down, never back track
What I look like, tunnel vision with the bitches
Yeah, show me what the head like
Flow so legendary we will never die
I see a few hatin' and I think I know why
Prolly cause they style aint styled like us
Amatuer artists with a trash can beat
If silence is golden don't talk too much
Bling bling kiss the ring
Uh
Yeah, Pass da dyce
Yeah Yeah
Pass da dyce
Yeah, Pass da dyce
Uh huh
Pass da dyce
Yeah
Yeah Pass da dyce
That's right, Pass da Dyce
Yeah, Pass da dyce
Pass da dyce
Dope, we the realest we apart of a team
Cold killers with the verses on a murderous spree
I like to flow so you feel it all apart of my scheme
Yeah from the east to the west and everywhere in between
Yeah, I like to beat up, and re up, you suckas wanna be us
Run the game with our feet up mint condition adidas
How you never gotten better ever better get ya g up
Yo ya records straight boo boo if we not on as a feature
Dick dastard, big bastard, I'ma rhyme fiend
Hit and kick fast, I line em up beam
Been attackin and keepin track of rappers I done beat
And if I can do it then I know Dyce can do the same thing
You don't want no more war my sword gone chop
Cop a glock Dat go pa ra pa pa pop
Yeah semi automatic with the drop
We the reason for the traffic in the parkin lot, why it stop yeah
You know who the duo, we don't gotta fit in
But if she got a big ol booty then I gotta get in
I never been the one to beef I got a prodigy pen
So you could never be like me I'ma commodity man
He a commodity, I'm an anomaly
I'm unaffected by the economy
The motherfuckin bank is my daily dose of comedy
I'ma be, I'ma be, honestly I'ma be me
And I'ma be clean, so what did you think
Yeah, I'm pretty in pink, I sip on my drink
A stripper can link but I would only tip her a wink
Gone in a blink but that's how we moving the block
You gotta topple what we building just to get you a spot, ha
Oh my god, I can't believe these people would
Even say something crazy to us like that
For what
What did you learn
Nothin
Go back to whence you came from
Be gone peasant
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pass da Dyce
Uh
They said I need to rap faster, man I'm such a master
The only body to body me just might be passive
But don't you ever ask him, sass or just harass him
You against us, you just unlucky bastard
Damn Dyce yo chill bro I don't let it bother me
I know but for real, I feel like an apology
Is needed in this situation cause we been the best
And if I never touch it then it turn into a mess
So I say it with my chest I guess it's like a test
To see who wanna be a bench come and getcha press
They thinkin that we slipping, I'm making it my mission
To terminate anybody up in this division
I don't think they know us, so who about to show up
Me bitch, for I go in
Dyce, what we got in the vault
How long did it take to write the verses that they applaud
It's only been like a year so what's with all the facade
The real recognize who the real niggas are
Pass da Dyce made a profit off the odds
Polka-dotted bikini Dyce spotted a broad from afar
Lookin at these rappers like who gone set the bar
Bar too low for me, I don't go for these
I gotta a lot up in my pocket, don't show no ease up
I peace up, everybody seem like they keen
But really they just wanna be us, like Jesus
We some clean bruvs
I get it, yeah boy you wanna be the man
You seen how we move and you wanna be like that
You wanna be like pass so all you do is ask
A bunch of silly shit but you gotta learn to rap
I'ma gatekeeper, hate reaper, date sneaker
Seen a bad broad go from fine, to wait leave her
I make divas, I rake cheese, with great ease
Smart enough for As, but hang with straight Ds
Make me move, I dare you to breathe
Anything you say to him you gotta say to me
And anything thing I say to you, really gotta be
On a level underground cause you never over me huh
Welcome to the throne of the underground kings
Parallel parkin an uber talented team
If gambling's ya thing, yeah come and try me
Pass da Dyce the polterguist of your computer screen
Started my day off with debating if they really want it
How many rappers only gimmick is to claim they haunted
Cut from the cloth the butter the blue bonnet
They never stick around when they figure out who want it
Double down, never back track
What I look like, tunnel vision with the bitches
Yeah, show me what the head like
Flow so legendary we will never die
I see a few hatin' and I think I know why
Prolly cause they style aint styled like us
Amatuer artists with a trash can beat
If silence is golden don't talk too much
Bling bling kiss the ring
Uh
Yeah, Pass da dyce
Yeah Yeah
Pass da dyce
Yeah, Pass da dyce
Uh huh
Pass da dyce
Yeah
Yeah Pass da dyce
That's right, Pass da Dyce
Yeah, Pass da dyce
Pass da dyce
Dope, we the realest we apart of a team
Cold killers with the verses on a murderous spree
I like to flow so you feel it all apart of my scheme
Yeah from the east to the west and everywhere in between
Yeah, I like to beat up, and re up, you suckas wanna be us
Run the game with our feet up mint condition adidas
How you never gotten better ever better get ya g up
Yo ya records straight boo boo if we not on as a feature
Dick dastard, big bastard, I'ma rhyme fiend
Hit and kick fast, I line em up beam
Been attackin and keepin track of rappers I done beat
And if I can do it then I know Dyce can do the same thing
You don't want no more war my sword gone chop
Cop a glock Dat go pa ra pa pa pop
Yeah semi automatic with the drop
We the reason for the traffic in the parkin lot, why it stop yeah
You know who the duo, we don't gotta fit in
But if she got a big ol booty then I gotta get in
I never been the one to beef I got a prodigy pen
So you could never be like me I'ma commodity man
He a commodity, I'm an anomaly
I'm unaffected by the economy
The motherfuckin bank is my daily dose of comedy
I'ma be, I'ma be, honestly I'ma be me
And I'ma be clean, so what did you think
Yeah, I'm pretty in pink, I sip on my drink
A stripper can link but I would only tip her a wink
Gone in a blink but that's how we moving the block
You gotta topple what we building just to get you a spot, ha
Oh my god, I can't believe these people would
Even say something crazy to us like that
For what
What did you learn
Nothin
Go back to whence you came from
Be gone peasant
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