a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

cypher clique - verydirect lyrics

[intro: mic anthony]
this is very direct, i’m at your neck like a motherf-cker shootin’ a tech at the vet, with no threats
(4 x)

[verse 1: mic anthony]
i am a p-ssionate man, more than a flash and a pan
yall n-ggas trash to a can, i need that cash in advance
yall n-ggas takin’ it slow, yall n-ggas fakin’ the flow
i get a break and blow, meaning i take it and goooo baby
you know i’m on the road baby
i’m hittin’ swisher, kissin’ b-tches, doin’ shows baby
that subtweetin’ ain’t necessary
n-ggas know you local and everyone know i’m legendary
and what these n-ggas doin’ is fabricatin’ and bullsh-tin’
mimicking my moves but wasn’t even in school spittin’
up and comer rappers got ident-ty crisis and wanna k!ll me like i’m isis
cause i said i’m the nicest, got d-mn
but all we do is pray for em, or light a j for em
or let em disappear, we never got the hate for em
all we do is pray for em, or light a j for em
ups is hiring there’s always better ways for em

[hook: mic anthony]
at the top it’s just us n-gga, i don’t trust n-ggas
so it’s f-ck n-ggas, ridin’ on the bus n-ggas
i’m on my bullsh-t, n-ggas got a full clip
these n-ggas on the lean, leanin’ like the pulpit
mic check one two when i come thru
i get chopped like it’s motherf-ckin’ kung fu
these n-ggas talk sh-t, but i’m bout sh-t
n-ggas talk fresh but ain’t fresher than their outfits

[verse 2: james major]
we’re coming up trynna make a name, fly no paper plane
stunt, n-ggas take your chain, f what a haters sayin’
cause with a red sign still never stoppin’ me
honor me, i drop jewels like botch robberies
dollar and a dream, pen thoughts for the lottery
i win while you’re 007 like sean connery
money in the future, i see it no psychology
good thing going, your team ain’t that strong to me
you see i murder it, i’ll never play the victim
you think you’re in the house so i guess we gon evict em
or mike vick em, which means we get you dudes out of here
bubble coat outer wear, homie this is our year
when the temp drops, now we gotta change spots
in atlanta cause we’re trynna get the name hot
you’re lame stop, you’re messing up the vibes
folding like beach chairs when pressure has arrived

[verse 3: relay]
crying for attention, i can see the desperation
paying to perform due to lack of demonstration
get an open mic, swear it’s cause for celebration
thinking instagram likes equals dedication
never left the coast yet they feel the need to boast
swear yall making moves, must be higher than your hopes
while we in and out of panels, conversations with the host
at the hilton 30 floors, that’s the reason for a toast
back in my city they’re cuffin’ hard, the simpin’ shows
g-ssed up, i’m just waiting til your piston blows
men love a pretty face, even if it’s missing goals
worshiping the ground of these birds, guess they’re pigeon toed
a pedastool is where i’ll never place em, you lames date em
that dip, you still chase em
hopeless in fact, when it’s focus you lack
set your dreams back just to have her in a snap

- cypher clique lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS