lirik lagu echo (956) & iball - saints
[verse 1: i~ball]
the old blessed rap rat brought the dope mesh backpack
full of his best act blacks, no one says “let’s clap back”
heading west with wack tracks, setting meth in math labs
oh, yes, indeed
now let’s agree, successfully
i’m heavily the best emcee
i’d like to say i’m the greatest rapper but i ain’t getting paid like the fakest trapper
so i raid the dankest hacker with my made safest dagger
swear i’m wearing hi~tops around my blocks
you can’t see the nine glocks aiming at the right rocks
pop therе goes 5 shots like open winе snopps
that mind locks when the line drops
check the white cops for the fine cost
it might not be bad if you cry a lot
see that to fry the pot
eat the porridge, not the orange
throw it in the storage with no door hinge
didn’t pay the mortgage
this a song with no chorus
got a lot of words, no thesaurus
momma saw the focused llamas draw more forests
disrespect my perspective and get dissected, bisected
my n~ggas do it if i said it
the anger in them will be erected
my n~gga ed was elected
you bout to be molested
your head is what he selected
carved a hole and it bled~ed
all on the ground it’s collected
after he finish, leave you defected
using my only wisdom, i solely grip him
destroy the solar system, my bipolar victim
as the victor vaporizes the victim
the witness visits the vivid image of the village encrypted within the script
which only the realest can understand the limitless of deficit specificness that goes like this
envelope on the ops office said obviously i’m obligated to oblige with optimism
as an option to open up and operate connor on the octagon
and obliterate him into oblivion
ain’t a thing that can drain the range of pain
flowing through my veins like waves of hate
and i dance like a top as i advance to the top
take a glance at the clock, my my hand on the glock
load the gun and tote the punk
[verse 2: echo]
wait what am i doing? this isn’t a fast track
i guess i gotta slow it down
aye, really capping the extent of when i spree forever
no one can prove me wrong, i push hard and deliver
pop a wheelie, i’m a silly dude in this game
sit tight, i don’t need to prove my whole name
i don’t know how to flow but you can gtfo
sitting in a ufo and i’m chilling on the phone
all i do is write on paper, i’m the real one called a faker
i do it for the gang, forget having the fame
you got your d~mn tramp stamp with my name on it
when you said “hi” to me i ran faster than a faucet
doing my daily hustle ‘cause i’m all about the cake
my house here in the valley where my whole squad stay
been thinking about a riot, can’t help to think i’m violent
compare your worst fears times ten, multiply it
i’m a k!ller so much, i can defeat a titan
get yourself a motto then learn to live by it
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