dark nirvana – top soulja lyrics
[verse1: q bangz]
im in the building like rats roaches tenants and land lords /
keep a one banger to go across yours /
i leave you stiffer than the front door you entered in /
sh-lls hit your frame body need a nutrimin /
no evidence its obvious you not this nice /
this verse will give you h-ll like the anti christ /
leave you funny like andrew dice /
the clay olay /
its s.s. county homeboy /
and we don’t play /
it’s for real, pack protection like a slow man shield /
bars carry more voltage then an eclectic eel /
don’t get caught speeding like a viechal on black ice /
the burner keep the palm on my iceatone /
do what i wanna stop your barraged /
you couldn’t beat me if you had a million quartes in an arcade /
punch you soft like cake made by intimate /
ima beat in your crib like harry and hendersons /
im in the benz thats eyes is bugged out /
you bug out out pull that snub out /
duck tape your spouse put it in her mouth /
cop back blam sh– on her blouse /
asking your man whats the drama about /
livewire hooligan /
from the land of the heartless /
with ni–as who spark it /
we thugin regardless b–ch!
[verse: tilique]
no disney dream, no fairy tale /
miss me withat mickey mouse clown sh-t /
empty a round quick /
third world /
my mom starving for food crying on kitchen counters /
my pops stacking them bills to the perfect amount of nothing /
no medallion no chain to tuck in /
oh girl out somewhere suckin /
keeping all ya’ll ni–as cashless from ashes to ashes to dustin /
still be emptying out my mosberg in heavin /
aiming down busting rounds at the reverend /
distributers and suppliers /
my ni–as leave your tims dangleing across the wires /
and i be hanging where the crooks tell stories /
and since n0body cares for me /
tilique prays for he /
cause malcolm master card charge the game for no reason /
my pops a made man send you slug speeding and leave you bleeding /
b–ch ima air to a throne / keeping hustle unknown /
only thing you know about me is my axe cologne /
soon to be in your headphones getting my head blown /
till i go on some retrone /
climbed jacobs later to the stars of the three kings /
and triple beamed on to a scale, that weighed enough to put my team in mansions /
rapping be my p-ssion /
f— what you asking! ni–a!
[hook]
uh ha you know what it is /
q bangz, dark nirvana, god supreme, tilique /
ya uhha you know what it is /
young priv jkeys roc-lo on the beat! (x2)
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