fonix - fuck these nigga's lyrics
n-gga’s lie in 85 percent of there lines
to me that doesn’t apply. why? because i keep it 105
i shoot for the stars right now i’m somewhere up in the skys
looking down on these n-gga’s who use the rap game for a f-cking facade
it’s not a game and i ain’t playin you ain’t f-ckin’ with god
i make it reign but on the real i don’t grind with ishod
i ring bells in the hood like a preacher who trys
and get you shook like sammy the bull when he snitched on the don
i noticed that n-gga’s act hard weather they live it or not
yet 66 percent of them n-gga is snitchin alot
i’m livin off experince yeah i learned from the loxs
but how the h-ll are you the sh-t when your b-tch just sucked my d-ck on the john?
didn’t they tell you smoke or fly, never drink or drive or sip on the job
i’m destructive like louis farah khan
i don’t know what dam your on but d-mn
i flow like the original panadorian amazon
and your really on……what what?
i’m on another excalon
hook
everytime i rhyme i’m flowin’
f-ck blowin up i don’t wanna get noticed
n-gga’s lie and they don’t know it
so i just keep on goin goin
repeats
compare me to aries
that means i’m ready for war
so f-ck these rappers claimin they livin on mars and swingin’ there swords
i rather -n-lys why i get sicker with bars after hittin of the bong
yet it’s not as crack as the rap that i produce after a mother f-ckin swig of the rum
dear teens let me teach you how to really go and have fun
go after the sl-ttest b-tch you know
make sure this chicken really is dumb
get her acustom to sucking d-ck and afterwards that swollwin c-m
and next time rock a condom and before you nut go ahead take your d-ck and give it a shove
f-ck these b-tches not these women that how we’re really k!llin them all
i’m sick in the head i’m twisted they lyrically compare me to sars
lets play a game i’m pitchin’ your swingin up against saw
lets rephase your missin’ the detective steps threw the door
i’m not a thug but we used to do the sh-t you actually put in your songs
fight, sell weed, and actually break into cars
get money, flip e, and crash suburban parties with guns
i’m not a f-ckin drug dealer
but i was really breakin them off
hook repeats x2
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