
lirik lagu flo (ny), bumps inf, selah the corner & bizzle - kitd freestyle
[interlude: martin lawrence & the notorious b.i.g.]
i gots to talk
i gotta tell what i feel (mhm)
i gotta talk about my life as i see it
[intro: the notorious b.i.g. & flo]
(biggie)
yeah
g.o.m. in the building (biggie)
this goes out to you
and you and you (biggie)
one time for the nyc
one time for the nyc (biggie)
one time
let me hear one time, uh
[verse 1: flo]
i got a problem with the devil, boy, get it popping
with the opposition, not in the kitchen whipping up kettle corn
i’m dope, tryna get my hero on
devil dropped the soap, time to show him where the metal gonе
roll up on a omen with a weapon drawn
beat a dеmon deep into a coma ’til he dead and gone
leave him bleeding, hang him by the throat with an extension cord
adois, sucker, body floating up to lebanon
that was just a bar (tell ’em)
y’all ain’t know i body flows, i’m just getting warm
embodying the culture in its purest form
and it’s odd ’cause i ain’t been doing this for very long
took a while for me to blow, cherry bomb
tore up from the floor up ’til jehovah did the barry bonds
shocked me up, promise i ain’t puffing on that mary juane
made the curse disappear like a fairy wand
switching gears, snipe for your dome in every song
decipher the code, i am joseph putting pharaoh on
likely to go off, invite me to no soft
or i’ll never meet ’em, eat the beef until the dairy gone
sin is lethal, please believe me, it is scary, dog (biggie)
but i’m tim teebo with the prayer, declare a war
[interlude 1: bumps inf]
yo
[verse 2: bumps inf]
by nature, i’m kinda hostile to the gospel that’s written
that make me real sloppy, like the body condition
the bigger pun, then i run from the god that has risen
man, i bounce like ricky scratchin’ lottery tickets, hahaha!
i run into the arms of the one who would steal my joy
but will i fight a lot? (nah) iller noise
christ the boss, it’s a miracle i’m still employed
when i fall, like the walls of jericho, it’s still a choice
yeah, i know, i gotta do better
h~ll’s hotter than rockin’ two sweaters while in cancun’s weather
when i’m out of line, like rude gestures
and fall in sin? man, you’ll see the sinner fold, hugh hefner
uh, that’s a ridiculous statement
i’m ready to rumble like buffle when he gets in them cages
so tell the devil to bring it on, when i’m deceased and gone
i’m gon’ be higher than cheech and chong with a freakin’ bong
gone
[verse 3: selah the corner & the notorious b.i.g.]
i been in this game for years, i was a animal before that
son of sam mixed with hannibal before rap
by my side where the four at
holdin’ up a convent while i unbuckle a nun’ bra strap
i ain’t glorifyin’ nothin’, homie, fall back
i just want the war back, show me where the sword at (biggie)
that cocaine, yeah, you fought that
so i rap to them blacks sittin’ with white keys, where the chords at?
i’m tired of these carnal rappers
they got the green movin’ like the packers
but when the beef and the heat walk, all of that’d reverse
stars turn to rats when you’re lookin’ at ’em backwards
get it? stars, rats, backwards?
most of these rappers who claim that they clap actors
and doin’ they prime numbers, but they non~factors
and crackin’ all in the sight of these youth hackers
they don’t know the way that my god’ll make
that bread of life what my god’ll bake
so any mountain that’s surroundin’, i accommodate
with ’em fresh winds all around, like a fan when it oscillate
return of the king, i’m preparin’ em
tell the adversary, i’ma come and put the fear in ’em
slashin’ and tearin’ ’em, what he on?
had my hoodie on way before they started shootin’ us for wearin’ ’em (biggie)
[interlude 2: selah the corner, the notorious b.i.g. & bizzle]
[?]
(roof, biggie) bizzle
uh
yeah, uh
[verse 4: bizzle & the notorious b.i.g.]
homie, i was born for the war (yeah)
cut my own umbilical chord with a sword (yeah)
could’a swore i’d be twenty~four in the morgue
who’d figure biz’d be on the tour for the lord?
not me! (no) i could have been lost and off in a coffin
and tossed behind bars with rick ross as a warden (hahaha)
instead, i walk with a cross on me
and often i fall down, but in light of it all, god offered a pardon (yeah)
and some of y’all’d feel it’s whack
here, if it makes you feel better, i’m dealin’ crack (tell ’em)
i’m k!llin’ my own, lettin’ that semi clap ’til traevon dies
that’s when i grab a hoodie and act like i give a cr~p (fellas)
how ill is that? do cats really rap
like trickin’ on christmas negates dealin’ crack? (huh?)
fam, you ever seen how a rock make a person act?
coppin’ kicks for the whole block, ain’t reversin’ that? (yeah)
and, no, it ain’t beef when i see ’em
but i stand on my words when i meet ’em (yeah)
but you so brainwashed, a rapper could be in jail for raping a little girl
and you’d throw a shirt on that say “free ’em” (truth music)
they want dope? i od ’em, you want the hope? consult jesus (biggie)
you don’t want him? keep frontin’, you gon’ need him (oh, you’re gonna k!ll it)
and yep, i’m a christian, but you touch my woman
and kids, and you can trust you gon’ meet him (yeah)
this ain’t a thug talkin’, this love talkin’ (talkin’, uh)
the beats, the plate, the bars are my love offering (here)
the game wicked, i’m done watchin’
i’ll lyrically body ’em all and drop hip~hop off in one coffin (biggie, yeah)
i know the truth hurt, so it’s hard to listen (hurt)
if the bars ain’t about bricks or the cars i’m whippin’ (whippin’)
k!llin’ n~ggas and d~gg~n’ women
and you prolly so used to the word “~~~~”, it sound funny when i call ’em “women” (uh)
i bet they wanna k!ll me, and if not, they finna (k!ll me, finna)
i’m here to expose every lie they give you (yeah)
so whether i make friends or not, make ends or flop (not)
i’ma go straight in, every chip in the curb changes the block (yeah!)
so i keep fightin’, and, no, i’m not jesus
i’m just a repented sinner with a goal to be like him
[outro: bizzle]
bizzle (yeah!)
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