horseshoe g.a.n.g - debo control lyrics
[bridge: kendrick lamar]
miscellaneous minds are never explainin’ their minds
devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond
peddlin’ sin, thinkin’ maybe when you get old you realize
i’m not gonna fold or demise
(i don’t smoke crack, motherf-cker, i sell it!)
b-tch, everything i rap is a quarter piece to your melon
so if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
don’t you pop me no f-cking pill, i’mma a pop you and give you this
[verse 2: kendrick lamar]
tell flex to drop a bomb on this sh-t
so many bombs, ring the alarm like vietnam on this sh-t
so many bombs, make farrakhan think that saddam in this b-tch
one at a time, i line them up
and bomb on they mom while she watching the kids
i’m in a destruction mode if the gold exists
i’m important like the pope, i’m a muslim on pork
i’m makaveli’s offspring, i’m the king of new york
king of the coast, one hand, i juggle them both
the juggernaut’s all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
live in the bas-m-nt, church pews and funeral faces
cartier bracelets for my women friends, i’m in vegas
who the f-ck y’all thought it’s supposed to be?
if phil jackson came back, still no coachin’ me
i’m uncoachable, i’m unsociable, f-ck y’all clubs
f-ck y’all pictures, your instagram can gobble these nuts
gobble d-ck up til you hiccup, my big homie kurupt
this the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (west x6)
i’ve seen n-ggas transform like villain decepticons
mollies’ll prolly turn these n-ggas to f-cking lindsay lohan
a bunch of rich -ss white girls looking for parties
playing with barbies, wreck the porsche before you give them the car key
judgment to the monarchy, blessings to paul mccartney
you called me a black beatle, i’m either that or a marley
(i don’t smoke crack, motherf-cker, i sell it)
i’m dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of elvis
i’m aiming straight for your pelvis, you can’t stomach me
you plan on stumpin’ me? b-tch i’ve been jumped before you put a gun on me
b-tch i put one on yours, i’m sean connery
james bonding with none of you n-ggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me
and i’m gonna get it even if you’re in the way
and if you’re in it, better run for pete’s sake
i heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time
bout who’s the best mc? kendrick, jigga and nas
eminem, andre 3000, the rest of y’all
new n-ggas just new n-ggas, don’t get involved
and i ain’t rockin’ no more designer sh-t
white t’s and nike cortez, this red corvette’s anonymous
i’m usually homeboys with the same n-ggas i’m rhymin’ with
but this is hip-hop and them n-ggas should know what time it is
and that goes for jermaine cole, big krit, wale
pusha t, meek millz, a$ap rocky, drake
big sean, jay electron’, tyler, mac miller
i got love for you all but i’m tryna murder you n-ggas
trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you n-ggas
they don’t wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you n-ggas
what is compet-tion? i’m trying to raise the bar high
who tryna jump and get it? you’re better off trying to skydive
out the exit window of 5 g5’s with 5 grand
with your granddad as the pilot he drunk as f-ck trying land
with the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
bumpin pac in the c-ckpit so the sh-t that pops in his head
is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said
that your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread
[demetrius]
i tell my older bro crook, look what i said
“thanks for givin’ the west coast this style cause look what it bred”
i got my style from crooked just like kendrick did
remember this chemist is mixin’ limitless hallucinogenics to send you menacin’ images
and then you finished the minute you finish your sentences
i told you, this explicit sh-t is sinkin’ the censor-ship
y’all don’t know about the crooked flow, these rappers took it though
and ran with it but couldn’t handle it so they bookin’ slow
too heavy for them to run with
these rookies p-ssyfoot the crooked flow
but i’ll show you how it should go and how it shook the coast
cuz i’m the closest to crook like i opened his book and took his notes
this is out of y’alls control now, the ssutt took control
even suge know, he wanted crook to cook the whole dogg pound and snoop before he shook the row
but no, but i’m glad snoop got over his jealousy
so him and crook can bring the game back to the l-b-c
i wish cube would end his feud with the new west
it’s f-cked up when your favorite rapper view you as a new threat
but i’m debo and debo never been scared of craig
beast mode, leavin’ these legends dead
and the d-o-double-g can try to blackball all he want but we don’t care
c.o. to the f-ckin’ b, oh yeah
i’m in east long beach, with a chrome piece, where the police creep lowkey, please go ahead
and beef with a n-gga like me cause i don’t eat
and i got no reason to keep on breathin’
i’m eager to beat your head for free, debo, he’s on edge
this n-gga is sicker than sickle-cell
sellin’ my sickness, my sickle sale
i’m livin’ behind these ice cold bars, i live in a ‘cicle cell
never gon’ stop til i’m better than pac and i’m better than veterans dead or alive
nailin’ your broad, she’s yellin’ and hollerin’
so i be callin’ that heffer mariah
cuz she carry higher notes, their letters to god
i drove over every compet-tor, call that sh-t compet-tive drive
this an -ssembly line of the dopest similes
[?] through multiplicity, formin’ and holdin’ trinity
no forgivin’ me, i’m my own trilogy
this psycho just might go on a simul-taneous tri-coastal k!llin’ spree
thrice [?] my enemies
and then a n-ggas in a different time zone, literally
when i’m sendin’ me, myself and i on a history k!llin’ spree
we finna be sharin’ memories to mirror the villainy
k!llin’ enemies eerily similar through each era and century
i’m not tryin’ to be better than big sean was on this song
i’m tryin’ to be better than big poppa
then after i’m better than big, i’m tryin’ to be better than my n-gga pac was
then after i’m better than pac, call me little crooked i cuzz
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