THANK YOU. As you said in the description it might not be an exact replica but it works really great for karaoke. Thank you. Idk why some Joyner Lucas instrumentals just don't exist
I'm really done with shit Put a gun to a bitch Like I'm about to trip Somebody hand me a gun with a clip Let me bun up his wig I ain't really one for the gigs They took the fun out of life And replaced it with shit Statted Turning water to ice thats as cold as it gets, I be keeping it 100 no matter how mad they get your moments are numbered when someone stamps on your career Great something I was looking upto watching it all dissapear why is this life isn't fair getting to the point like I didn't care. Caught up in this devil's snare Married to the game like a love affair. When I get high sometimes it feels like I'm really walking on air
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe I need to hear some more rapping, I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe All you my soldiers And I'm a lieutenant, Goddammit, You should be saluting me hoe I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me hoe. Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, Bought me a jeep, Cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, Don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun. Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, And maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, Throw me a fit And wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love When I was coming up, I had to double up And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' And if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, Put your eyes back To your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded And your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; Me and the clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, Sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids. What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning? What you know about leaving the oven Door open when there's no heat again? And the rent is due, And your landlord Try and throw you out On the streets again Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini When I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get away Before I guarantee That if I talk to God, Then I can say I got it when I pray She don't really want me to get petty Turn her dime into a penny, But she know I got a lot of shit to say I got juice and water and a henny, Drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, Teeth like a K9 Bleed through your Levi, We from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, Tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, Beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, Swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, You just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, Where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's? What about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'Cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades At your rental car, 18 ways you can die When you have it all I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us (Aw) (Aw) I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit, If I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit [Verse] Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me, ho I need to hear some more rapping I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me, ho Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; me and the 𝘐𝘵 clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again And the rent is due and your landlord try and throw you out on the streets again Nigga, I was always dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get it way before, I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I prayed She don't really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say I can turn some water into henny, drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, teeth like a canine Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not What ever happened to eLZhi? What ever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? What ever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? What ever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now Bridge] I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Nine niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us [Chorus] I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
[Chorus] I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit [Verse] Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me, ho I need to hear some more rapping I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me, ho Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; me and the 𝘐𝘵 clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again And the rent is due and your landlord try and throw you out on the streets again Nigga, I was always dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get it way before, I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I prayed She don't really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say I can turn some water into henny, drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, teeth like a canine Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now [Bridge] I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Nine niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us [Chorus] I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
Account was reading nil Then I made a meal of this beat and made me a mill Making hits from what they remixed I got a Us accent n I'm a Swahili guess I'm just in love with the English N the thing I need is sea weed to fuck up some big fish.
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe I need to hear some more rapping, I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe All you my soldiers And I'm a lieutenant, Goddammit, You should be saluting me hoe I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me hoe. Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, Bought me a jeep, Cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, Don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun. Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, And maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, Throw me a fit And wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love When I was coming up, I had to double up And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' And if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, Put your eyes back To your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded And your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; Me and the clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, Sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids. What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning? What you know about leaving the oven Door open when there's no heat again? And the rent is due, And your landlord Try and throw you out On the streets again Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini When I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get away Before I guarantee That if I talk to God, Then I can say I got it when I pray She don't really want me to get petty Turn her dime into a penny, But she know I got a lot of shit to say I got juice and water and a henny, Drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, Teeth like a K9 Bleed through your Levi, We from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, Tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, Beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, Swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, You just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, Where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's? What about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'Cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades At your rental car, 18 ways you can die When you have it all I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us (Aw) (Aw) I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit, If I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe I need to hear some more rapping, I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe All you my soldiers And I'm a lieutenant, Goddammit, You should be saluting me hoe I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me hoe. Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, Bought me a jeep, Cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, Don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun. Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, And maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, Throw me a fit And wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love When I was coming up, I had to double up And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' And if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, Put your eyes back To your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded And your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; Me and the clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, Sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids. What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning? What you know about leaving the oven Door open when there's no heat again? And the rent is due, And your landlord Try and throw you out On the streets again Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini When I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get away Before I guarantee That if I talk to God, Then I can say I got it when I pray She don't really want me to get petty Turn her dime into a penny, But she know I got a lot of shit to say I got juice and water and a henny, Drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, Teeth like a K9 Bleed through your Levi, We from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, Tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, Beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, Swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, You just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, Where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's? What about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'Cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades At your rental car, 18 ways you can die When you have it all I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us (Aw) (Aw) I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit, If I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe I need to hear some more rapping, I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe All you my soldiers And I'm a lieutenant, Goddammit, You should be saluting me hoe I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me hoe. Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, Bought me a jeep, Cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, Don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun. Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, And maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, Throw me a fit And wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love When I was coming up, I had to double up And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' And if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, Put your eyes back To your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded And your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; Me and the clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, Sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids. What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning? What you know about leaving the oven Door open when there's no heat again? And the rent is due, And your landlord Try and throw you out On the streets again Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini When I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get away Before I guarantee That if I talk to God, Then I can say I got it when I pray She don't really want me to get petty Turn her dime into a penny, But she know I got a lot of shit to say I got juice and water and a henny, Drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, Teeth like a K9 Bleed through your Levi, We from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, Tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, Beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, Swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, You just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, Where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's? What about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'Cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades At your rental car, 18 ways you can die When you have it all I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us (Aw) (Aw) I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit, If I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe I need to hear some more rapping, I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe All you my soldiers And I'm a lieutenant, Goddammit, You should be saluting me hoe I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me hoe. Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, Bought me a jeep, Cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, Don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun. Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, And maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, Throw me a fit And wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love When I was coming up, I had to double up And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' And if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, Put your eyes back To your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded And your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; Me and the clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, Sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids. What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning? What you know about leaving the oven Door open when there's no heat again? And the rent is due, And your landlord Try and throw you out On the streets again Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini When I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get away Before I guarantee That if I talk to God, Then I can say I got it when I pray She don't really want me to get petty Turn her dime into a penny, But she know I got a lot of shit to say I got juice and water and a henny, Drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, Teeth like a K9 Bleed through your Levi, We from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, Tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, Beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, Swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, You just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, Where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's? What about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'Cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades At your rental car, 18 ways you can die When you have it all I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us (Aw) (Aw) I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit, If I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit So my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'd probably be robbing and shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to ride for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe I need to hear some more rapping, I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe All you my soldiers And I'm a lieutenant, Goddammit, You should be saluting me hoe I hope you know I ain't going nowhere All you rappers just better get used to me hoe. Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, Bought me a jeep, Cause I wasn't riding as much My bank account looking weak, Don't look at me, I ain't got no time for no fun. Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, And maybe start crying or som' I might just hit up the Smith's, Throw me a fit And wait for my wire to come Ain't nobody give or show me love When I was coming up, I had to double up And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' And if you look up in the sky Blow your mind back, Put your eyes back To your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide When the bombs are loaded And your mind explode in the wind And you gon' sit down, repent I was raised in the sewer; Me and the IT clown are friends Red balloons for your kids, Sink my tooth in ya bitch I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids. What you know about riding dirty in the evening? What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning? What you know about leaving the oven Door open when there's no heat again? And the rent is due, And your landlord Try and throw you out On the streets again Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini When I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break If I didn't get away Before I guarantee That if I talk to God, Then I can say I got it when I pray She don't really want me to get petty Turn her dime into a penny, But she know I got a lot of shit to say I got juice and water and a henny, Drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face Blood all up in the lake, I Wanna see your wake die They don't wanna wave bye Creep when I came by, Teeth like a K9 Bleed through your Levi, We from the East Side Eat when the beat's hot, Tea from the teapot Aim for the tree top, Beg till your knees pop Skrrt in a Nissan, Swerve into three cars You just a bird in a beehive, You just a cold in a room full of germs Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not Whatever happened to Elzhi? Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn? What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek? What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy? Nigga, what happened to Ghost? Whatever happened to Cube? What up with Common? What the fuck, Where did they go? Tell me what happened to Budden's? What about Luda? I hope they ain't losing it now Hope they get back to the music 'Cause I need some new shit I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch 12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars 17 bombs or grenades At your rental car, 18 ways you can die When you have it all I got One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight 9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus 12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps 17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us (Aw) (Aw) I'm willing to die for this shit Said I'm ready to flip it And end up in prison The rest of my life for this shit And my momma ain't want me, She got an abortion I end up surviving this shit Shit, If I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money I'll probably be robbing this shit Don't know how much I cry for this shit Said I am willing to die for this shit You know murder's my hobby, Inside of my closet's A bunch of dead bodies and shit Niggas say that I'm cursed 'Cause I go to church And stare at the Bible and shit Shawty say I'm the worst Cause I do my dirt, And I don't be hiding this shit Joyner, wooh!
THANK YOU. As you said in the description it might not be an exact replica but it works really great for karaoke. Thank you. Idk why some Joyner Lucas instrumentals just don't exist
They do
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Thanks man!
Imma maybe use this song for one of my videos!
Just made a new freestyle with this beat thx to u my man
👊 National Anthem of The Nick Diaz Army! 👊
i love this
This is good brother
You did amazing, and I hope it’s okay if I use this
I'm really done with shit
Put a gun to a bitch
Like I'm about to trip
Somebody hand me a gun with a clip
Let me bun up his wig
I ain't really one for the gigs
They took the fun out of life
And replaced it with shit
Statted Turning water to ice thats as cold as it gets, I be keeping it 100 no matter how mad they get your moments are numbered when someone stamps on your career
Great something I was looking upto watching it all dissapear why is this life isn't fair getting to the point like I didn't care. Caught up in this devil's snare
Married to the game like a love affair.
When I get high sometimes it feels like
I'm really walking on air
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Bitch, I'm a savage
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
Nigga,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
And maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends,
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi,
We from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot,
Tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top,
Beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan,
Swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive,
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga,
I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common?
What the fuck,
Where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's?
What about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music
'Cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out,
I'm that new nigga now
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 niggas wanna war,
10 niggas on the floor,
11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war,
13 carnivores,
14 Labradors,
15 dinosaurs,
16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
18 ways you can die When you have it all
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 bitches wanna fuck,
10 niggas wanna rush,
11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us,
13 other guns,
14 runners-up,
15 rubber gloves,
16 double pumps
17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
(Aw) (Aw)
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit,
If I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
[Verse]
Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me, ho
I need to hear some more rapping
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho
All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant
Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me, ho
Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun
Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's, throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer; me and the 𝘐𝘵 clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning
What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again
And the rent is due and your landlord try and throw you out on the streets again
Nigga, I was always dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get it way before, I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I prayed
She don't really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say
I can turn some water into henny, drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by, teeth like a canine
Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not
What ever happened to eLZhi?
What ever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? What ever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
What ever happened to Cube?
What up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now
Bridge]
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all
I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps
17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us
[Chorus]
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
kto od parysa kotlety
[Chorus]
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
[Verse]
Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me, ho
I need to hear some more rapping
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho
All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant
Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me, ho
Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun
Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's, throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer; me and the 𝘐𝘵 clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning
What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again
And the rent is due and your landlord try and throw you out on the streets again
Nigga, I was always dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get it way before, I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I prayed
She don't really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say
I can turn some water into henny, drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by, teeth like a canine
Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now
[Bridge]
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all
I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps
17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us
[Chorus]
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
Account was reading nil
Then I made a meal of this beat
and made me a mill
Making hits from what they remixed
I got a Us accent n I'm a Swahili guess I'm just in love with the English
N the thing I need is sea weed to fuck up some big fish.
That's not you're remix cheater
Heaven Kabongo fuck off
Heaven Kabongo he never said it was dummy
@@ttvmorte3225 shit sorry
@@birddude3123 sorrryyyyy
It was Already Remixed In the first place
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Bitch, I'm a savage
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
Nigga,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
And maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends,
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi,
We from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot,
Tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top,
Beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan,
Swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive,
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga,
I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common?
What the fuck,
Where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's?
What about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music
'Cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out,
I'm that new nigga now
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 niggas wanna war,
10 niggas on the floor,
11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war,
13 carnivores,
14 Labradors,
15 dinosaurs,
16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
18 ways you can die When you have it all
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 bitches wanna fuck,
10 niggas wanna rush,
11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us,
13 other guns,
14 runners-up,
15 rubber gloves,
16 double pumps
17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
(Aw) (Aw)
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit,
If I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Bitch, I'm a savage
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
Nigga,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
And maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends,
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi,
We from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot,
Tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top,
Beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan,
Swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive,
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga,
I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common?
What the fuck,
Where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's?
What about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music
'Cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out,
I'm that new nigga now
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 niggas wanna war,
10 niggas on the floor,
11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war,
13 carnivores,
14 Labradors,
15 dinosaurs,
16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
18 ways you can die When you have it all
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 bitches wanna fuck,
10 niggas wanna rush,
11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us,
13 other guns,
14 runners-up,
15 rubber gloves,
16 double pumps
17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
(Aw) (Aw)
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit,
If I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Bitch, I'm a savage
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
Nigga,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
And maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends,
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi,
We from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot,
Tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top,
Beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan,
Swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive,
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga,
I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common?
What the fuck,
Where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's?
What about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music
'Cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out,
I'm that new nigga now
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 niggas wanna war,
10 niggas on the floor,
11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war,
13 carnivores,
14 Labradors,
15 dinosaurs,
16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
18 ways you can die When you have it all
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 bitches wanna fuck,
10 niggas wanna rush,
11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us,
13 other guns,
14 runners-up,
15 rubber gloves,
16 double pumps
17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
(Aw) (Aw)
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit,
If I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Bitch, I'm a savage
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
Nigga,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
And maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends,
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi,
We from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot,
Tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top,
Beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan,
Swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive,
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga,
I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common?
What the fuck,
Where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's?
What about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music
'Cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out,
I'm that new nigga now
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 niggas wanna war,
10 niggas on the floor,
11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war,
13 carnivores,
14 Labradors,
15 dinosaurs,
16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
18 ways you can die When you have it all
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 bitches wanna fuck,
10 niggas wanna rush,
11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us,
13 other guns,
14 runners-up,
15 rubber gloves,
16 double pumps
17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
(Aw) (Aw)
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit,
If I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
I'm willing to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Bitch, I'm a savage
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
Nigga,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
And maybe start crying or som'
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the IT clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends,
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi,
We from the East Side
Eat when the beat's hot,
Tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top,
Beg till your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan,
Swerve into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive,
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga,
I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Cube?
What up with Common?
What the fuck,
Where did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's?
What about Luda?
I hope they ain't losing it now
Hope they get back to the music
'Cause I need some new shit
I'm sick of these new niggas out,
I'm that new nigga now
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 niggas wanna war,
10 niggas on the floor,
11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war,
13 carnivores,
14 Labradors,
15 dinosaurs,
16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
18 ways you can die When you have it all
I got One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight
9 bitches wanna fuck,
10 niggas wanna rush,
11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us,
13 other guns,
14 runners-up,
15 rubber gloves,
16 double pumps
17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
(Aw) (Aw)
I'm willing to die for this shit
Said I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit,
If I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'll probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!
Goddam the whole song?