BOOM (POSS3 CUT)
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
Nah-nah, keep that shit lowkey until we got more people woke up
Ain't no sleepers
Lord is my shepherd, but bitch, I am not sheepish
Simply cannot see it
Keep correspondence where feds and the people pursin' the opposite
Look, I got collapsible stocks
The pillars of ivory towers
Behind the iron veil, lies a coward
Not a man but a mouse just surrounded by cheese
That's been rotting for a couple generations
Billionaires steady chillin' my basement (No cryo)
You won't be hearin' from them for a while
If you ain't I, then you'll never know what I know
Bitch, I'm tappin in, go spinal
It's the Million Man March, but it's feeling like July though
Declaring my independence
My gender pendin' and we swingin' in the pendulum
It's gettin' messy
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
(I don't fuck with—, l, I don't fuck with—)
I don't fuck with rules, I ain't cuttin' lose
I was just a youngin' sippin' juice hangin' on the stoop
Junkies sippin' booze, snipers on the roof
When I see money, make a loop, pull up in his coup
He was kinda lued in the Lewy shoes
Diamonds on his neck, lookin' us back and I heard a boom
Then I heard a vroom, killers on the loose
Body hit the floor then the morgue, momma on the news, sheesh
Bullet wounds, bullet holes, bullet shells, sheesh
Corner store, liquor store, barber shops, preach
You don't keep a slug, don't come around here
Keys to the city, don't come from the Mayor
Comes from the plugs, kilo a' drugs
Block gon' jump 'til the SWAT team bust
Potholes, strip clubs, city bus, yeah
Babies raisin' babies sharin' sippy cups, yeah
Who rang the alarm? Who rang the alarm?
They purgin', take they warrants, rip them up 'n' burn 'em
Fuck the law, the sirens on, we swerve 'em
Just a regular day in my suburban (Look, yeah)
They gonna shark, circle the block
Not for a slot, there's nowhere to park, literally
My hands is stuck in a box, monopoly
I'm doin' me but these opps is obsolete
I get the point at the top, isosceles
I get the point, what is not here is not for me
Heart set in stone and his watch is ignorant
(Eugh) I can't believe you don't have time for me
Go in the buildin' and I'm all like "Huh?"
I gotta fuck, fuck it, Ikea is not for me
Doin' it strictly to unleash and unlock a facade
I give it to God, don't give it away
But don't give up now, just give it a day
Give it some tension and give it some AAVE
Be your Qs 'cause they gon' want As, you feel me?
(I don't fuck with)
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks, that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
(Eugh, what the fuck?)
(This beat is disgusting)
Chan doin' damage on DAMAG3's track
In the back of the studio, got 'em discussin'
Now they get flustered, all in our comments
Courage is somethin' that they ain't gon' muster
So they bow out, but we do not trust 'em
Double down, click goes off we bust 'em (Chandler)
Click is bustin', our shit is fresh and your shit is musty
Our shit is minty, your shit is dusty
We do not talk to most people, you're lucky
Look at this day, it's lovely
Still shittin' on 'em, I need me some huggies
Two up, two down in the passenger seat in the buggy
It's tight but I'm makin' 'em bigger
We got some shit that'll fuck up your evening
(We got some shit that'll fuck up your evening)
Chandler's a menace, but they don't believe it
Used to get bullied, turn into the bully
Now I'm just a bully, bullying the bullies
Here we stand happy, trigger finger happy
Motherfuckers actin' like a brother know me
Couldn't say it sadly, look I'm always laughing
Pull a law clause and shit like a school shooter than you don't expect
I block my in and it goes something like, "Brrr, gratatata"
Haters fuckin' scream and tell 'em, "Bus, I'm like bang-bang"
City, fuck my demons, oh shoot, there's a cop block
(I love you, I can't do it, I can't do it)
Mhm, fuck Uncle Sam in the butt
Fuck him 'til he's screamin' when I bust a nut
Turn him to a she then, treat him like a cunt
Yellin' up to Jesus, "Homie, that's my son"
'Cause I'm out at war, swallowin' the funds
Guess I follow child, I'm not proper lumb'
Pullin' out my sword, tell a fucker "RUN!"
There's this bitch handin' out nooses
Full metal jacket like it cue brick
Levelin' out all these screw-heads
I got a boomstick, don't make me use it
Under my caution
I like to put a bigot in the dirt, rock-rock
In person, they mom, tighten the cuff
It's mainly violences, all of my toxins
I-I became something they hate
Funny they try to diminish me
Really got nothin' to say, I'm busy with 10s
They beggin' to finish me
Paranoid feds, been plottin' to get me
How could a stingray come and tell entities that yo' Senators, daddy
USPS, shout-out to Teddy
I seen on the news a new round of abuse
Building more prisons, cramping up rooms
They gonna put you to use, concrete jackboots
Got me some shit with a trigger and fuse, 31-2-10
Boom, I might just put a bitch—
DAMAG3, tell 'em what we do
Hop out, hop out, shinin', put a block out
School of hard knocks, teaching dropouts
When you smell a pussy and bigots, you know the cops out
Sweeping through the ladder without my mechanics, I can explain
Police, police, the police doin' checks the loose
And inspect the rugers, next to noose is to protect the useless
Like protect a drunk stepdad when the belt don't hit, I expect abuse
Guess the next excuse is the melatin' in my skin is
A product of the commies 'cause they don't know enough
What's real? Who's fake? Who knows to bluff?
Tell you voters about Santa when you old enough
'Cause once you pull back the curtains, the psycho exposed
Fuck credit, fuck debit, the fight goes to show
Forget it, then debt it, the prices they grow
The right to be home (These bitches alone)
Now reap what you sow, I can't leave for you hoes
Got beef with my folks, tryna keep on they toes
Keepin' my foes and the flow just been countin' they poles
I— (I don't fuck with—)
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks, that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
Nah-nah, keep that shit lowkey until we got more people woke up
Ain't no sleepers
Lord is my shepherd, but bitch, I am not sheepish
Simply cannot see it
Keep correspondence where feds and the people pursin' the opposite
Look, I got collapsible stocks
The pillars of ivory towers
Behind the iron veil, lies a coward
Not a man but a mouse just surrounded by cheese
That's been rotting for a couple generations
Billionaires steady chillin' my basement (No cryo)
You won't be hearin' from them for a while
If you ain't I, then you'll never know what I know
Bitch, I'm tappin in, go spinal
It's the Million Man March, but it's feeling like July though
Declaring my independence
My gender pendin' and we swingin' in the pendulum
It's gettin' messy
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
(I don't fuck with—, l, I don't fuck with—)
I don't fuck with rules, I ain't cuttin' lose
I was just a youngin' sippin' juice hangin' on the stoop
Junkies sippin' booze, snipers on the roof
When I see money, make a loop, pull up in his coup
He was kinda lued in the Lewy shoes
Diamonds on his neck, lookin' us back and I heard a boom
Then I heard a vroom, killers on the loose
Body hit the floor then the morgue, momma on the news, sheesh
Bullet wounds, bullet holes, bullet shells, sheesh
Corner store, liquor store, barber shops, preach
You don't keep a slug, don't come around here
Keys to the city, don't come from the Mayor
Comes from the plugs, kilo a' drugs
Block gon' jump 'til the SWAT team bust
Potholes, strip clubs, city bus, yeah
Babies raisin' babies sharin' sippy cups, yeah
Who rang the alarm? Who rang the alarm?
They purgin', take they warrants, rip them up 'n' burn 'em
Fuck the law, the sirens on, we swerve 'em
Just a regular day in my suburban (Look, yeah)
They gonna shark, circle the block
Not for a slot, there's nowhere to park, literally
My hands is stuck in a box, monopoly
I'm doin' me but these opps is obsolete
I get the point at the top, isosceles
I get the point, what is not here is not for me
Heart set in stone and his watch is ignorant
(Eugh) I can't believe you don't have time for me
Go in the buildin' and I'm all like "Huh?"
I gotta fuck, fuck it, Ikea is not for me
Doin' it strictly to unleash and unlock a facade
I give it to God, don't give it away
But don't give up now, just give it a day
Give it some tension and give it some AAVE
Be your Qs 'cause they gon' want As, you feel me?
(I don't fuck with)
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks, that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
(Eugh, what the fuck?)
(This beat is disgusting)
Chan doin' damage on DAMAG3's track
In the back of the studio, got 'em discussin'
Now they get flustered, all in our comments
Courage is somethin' that they ain't gon' muster
So they bow out, but we do not trust 'em
Double down, click goes off we bust 'em (Chandler)
Click is bustin', our shit is fresh and your shit is musty
Our shit is minty, your shit is dusty
We do not talk to most people, you're lucky
Look at this day, it's lovely
Still shittin' on 'em, I need me some huggies
Two up, two down in the passenger seat in the buggy
It's tight but I'm makin' 'em bigger
We got some shit that'll fuck up your evening
(We got some shit that'll fuck up your evening)
Chandler's a menace, but they don't believe it
Used to get bullied, turn into the bully
Now I'm just a bully, bullying the bullies
Here we stand happy, trigger finger happy
Motherfuckers actin' like a brother know me
Couldn't say it sadly, look I'm always laughing
Pull a law clause and shit like a school shooter than you don't expect
I block my in and it goes something like, "Brrr, gratatata"
Haters fuckin' scream and tell 'em, "Bus, I'm like bang-bang"
City, fuck my demons, oh shoot, there's a cop block
(I love you, I can't do it, I can't do it)
Mhm, fuck Uncle Sam in the butt
Fuck him 'til he's screamin' when I bust a nut
Turn him to a she then, treat him like a cunt
Yellin' up to Jesus, "Homie, that's my son"
'Cause I'm out at war, swallowin' the funds
Guess I follow child, I'm not proper lumb'
Pullin' out my sword, tell a fucker "RUN!"
There's this bitch handin' out nooses
Full metal jacket like it cue brick
Levelin' out all these screw-heads
I got a boomstick, don't make me use it
Under my caution
I like to put a bigot in the dirt, rock-rock
In person, they mom, tighten the cuff
It's mainly violences, all of my toxins
I-I became something they hate
Funny they try to diminish me
Really got nothin' to say, I'm busy with 10s
They beggin' to finish me
Paranoid feds, been plottin' to get me
How could a stingray come and tell entities that yo' Senators, daddy
USPS, shout-out to Teddy
I seen on the news a new round of abuse
Building more prisons, cramping up rooms
They gonna put you to use, concrete jackboots
Got me some shit with a trigger and fuse, 31-2-10
Boom, I might just put a bitch—
DAMAG3, tell 'em what we do
Hop out, hop out, shinin', put a block out
School of hard knocks, teaching dropouts
When you smell a pussy and bigots, you know the cops out
Sweeping through the ladder without my mechanics, I can explain
Police, police, the police doin' checks the loose
And inspect the rugers, next to noose is to protect the useless
Like protect a drunk stepdad when the belt don't hit, I expect abuse
Guess the next excuse is the melatin' in my skin is
A product of the commies 'cause they don't know enough
What's real? Who's fake? Who knows to bluff?
Tell you voters about Santa when you old enough
'Cause once you pull back the curtains, the psycho exposed
Fuck credit, fuck debit, the fight goes to show
Forget it, then debt it, the prices they grow
The right to be home (These bitches alone)
Now reap what you sow, I can't leave for you hoes
Got beef with my folks, tryna keep on they toes
Keepin' my foes and the flow just been countin' they poles
I— (I don't fuck with—)
(I don't fuck with) Rules, the news
Pursuin' doubloons (I want)
Big sticks, that go "Boom"
Moves, coups, no proof, smooth
Plead the fifth when I "Shhh"
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