We both here in this place here to ball in this game. I’m chasing dreams you chasing fame I am out here making art you just after the name my words come from the heart and all you do is spit hate, your fans should be irate your stupid gimmicks shouldn’t rate, you come at me enter the cage thinkin you gonna rage but….
I’ll hop out this choppa
Already got da whop out
Air your fuckin block out
You run round lookin lost ya
Go runnin to the coppas
but This hood is lawless
they ain’t tryna stop us
Them hoes be tryna mob us
They know we are the ballas
Ball so hard they call us
Sayin you just talkas
Talk shit but you not us
so you decide to come at us You scheme and plot like you had us, guns out trying to cap us, Playin shit music like you bad ass But oops you lose again just a dimwhitted fat ass we on a Nother status compared to you We are massive, whole different world like we NASA. won’t fuck with us u just a bitch playin grab ass I look down on your sad ass from hi up on my apparatus. Then I rain death from above bitch you hear me RA TAT TAT TAT TATting, as
We hop out this choppa
Already got da whop out
Air your fuckin block out
You run round lookin lost ya
Go runnin to the coppas
but This hood is lawless
they ain’t tryna stop us
Them hoes be tryna mob us
They know we are the ballas
Ball so hard they call us
Sayin you just talkas
Talk shit but you not us
body bags won’t be needed yo crew is scattered in pieces smellin ranker than some feces. shouldn’t have been greedy. Like one of them dwarfs call you sleepy. Gingers might be black maybe that ain’t a lie cause youre a chicken and you’re fried said you tough but you lied. Should’ve ran shoulda hide We know you don’t rough ride just a boy not a guy. Some dumb bum, sucking his thumb who just died so you had Mexican pride but real Mexicans they hate you. They don’t even wanna claim you and only pride you have is on the rainbow flag the gays use but you don’t fit in there either they don’t even like you sucked all them dicks for nothing, maybe go on back to high school. Cause….
We hop out this choppa
Already got da whop out
Air your fuckin block out
You run round lookin lost ya
Go runnin to the coppas
but This hood is lawless
they ain’t tryna stop us
Them hoes be tryna mob us
They know we are the ballas
Ball so hard they call us
Sayin you just talkas
Talk shit but you not us
We are lurking in the shadows
Pullin plugs on you assholes
Thinkin you defy gravity
Introduce you to reality
Your situation bleak
Shoulda turned a cheek
world knows you weak
You’re girl she won’t speak
Smells that stank man you wreak
You got nothing left with hat in hand go out trick or treatin like stealing candy from a baby but it ain’t even Halloween so take off that costume of a rapper cause you just a wanna be.
Goody Life, King Ginger loves a battle…this ain’t even goin hard yall…just some fun with some nobodies….haha they ain’t even about the GREATNESS BABY! Ya!
NeuronMystical
