lirik lagu don verb featuring hellusin8 - whole nutha level
:don verb:
you know the don’s the nicest man in the clique
fam overuse their rifles and clips more than fat b-tches overuse the t-tle of thick
but i’m still giving them the orders
thought i keep it on wax yeh that’s what i tell the b-tches and reporters
sh-tting on these rappers, my verse is crohn’s disease
approach the scene with a four four and lean, chewing on coca leaves
i’m what a real street rapper is supposed to be
the coldest streets shaped and mold for me, only meet
my f-cking match if big pun is exhumed
n-body defeating me that got air in their lungs, my dude
ya’ll two faced call it siamese twinning
barrel stays hot as a sweat shop, i call it chinese children :whoa:
now i gotta team gonna rise of og’s surprise
we the plunger to this fecal rise, it’s an overflow
use their braids as some mops, clean up the slop
and find another beat to rock, them team go blah
chorus :don verb:
ohh, you don’t want to f-ck with me – oh, no no no
whoa! it’s worse when i’m with my team
don’t show, don’t don’t
we take it to a whole nutha level man
we take it to a whole nutha level man
take it to a whole nutha level man, whole nutha level man, man
:h-llusin8:
i’m making these n-gg-s bow down, i’m the king of this whipping sh-t
point blank, hands down n-body ain’t n-body sick as this
most of these b-tches ain’t nothing but clowns
i’m from the “d”, home of the wicked sound
pick you up and put you to the ground, have your mom look for limbs in the lost and found
don’t f-ck around with real k!llers, real goons cause real thrillers
you whack motherf-ckers ain’t sh-t to me
all you b-tches ain’t nothing but a hit to me
i murder this sh-t, i’m cannibalistic
god d-mn right i’m raising statistics
i get lifted, i’m twisted
put this gauge up to your biscuit
it’s gotta be a tragedy, way i spit this blasphemy
bow down on your knees
you clowns call me majesty
f-ck my ex b-tch, end that n-gg- that she with
both of you all can get these nuts, i’m on some other level sh-t
chorus repeated :don verb:
:don verb:
ain’t no crime scene, no one seen a thing
we don’t make a sound so don’t say we bang
weed just keeps it moving, so don’t say we hang
we just revolve around beef so there’s no ping ping pain
i ain’t with that p-ssy sh-t, you all better wipe front to back
looking like a hip hop junkie lately, god-like a hundred tracks
stunting like an office in here, spit out like one hundred fax
:real sh-t:
nothing can help you, f-cker
something like a selfish lover
i don’t hold nothing back
i’m better than you is, i empty your fluids
on your homey’s grave
you’s just hood, b-tch you small time
rep team, coast to coast we bang
maybe it’s better no one knows your name
restless as h-ll on the beat
n8 bring h-ll to the street
making mine feel what i speak
must write braille to the beat
expelling just heat, only f-ck with realest of g’s of every age
liked me since 14, motherf-cker i been in things
put you on a “t”, you’re wings, clouds and curly writing
teach you how to curve indictment
this alb-m about to boom :thunder:
this verse is lighting
chorus repeated :don verb:
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