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isaiah g - hanna-barbera lyrics

[produced by aaron deux]

[verse: isaiah g]
yo, yo
i say we back up in this b-tch (ummmm), time to have m-th-f-ckin’ rhyme out
better sign out, find out where you hiding out, cause we climb out, (bop bop) , now you dying out
n-gga i be sick and twisted, will enlist s-d-stic, when slit the wrist wit, a nihilistic misfit
of kunai, ooh my, crew guys who lie, who try, who might to die, tonight
is not for the weak and speechless, let me delete this, then speak to preachers
cause i’m a lost soul, also, false tho, cost mo’, when ya arrogance is colossal
when you babble and rap with the capital strapped to you after you dealt with the cats whose dapping you
left em dead em’ in the street, for some head in a jeep, and for an encore they coming back clapping you
hol’ up, a superst-tion n-gga got, no luck
i’m crying but i don’t be giving, no f-ck
i’m injured in position, but i rose up, nose up so what
i’m an arrogant interrogant, terror to pan-american, merriment when i’m bearing them cameras and they care again
the fairer skin, will embarr-ss them, take the drug trade, make it legal man it’s made of sin
n-gga just ask god, or go to visit thor, up in asgard
i told another wh0r- she my last thot, but i ain’t stopped thinking about last night
n-gga p-ss that likes -ssisting the list on a sonny day
n-ggas only f-cking with you probably on the money day
they hit a stain and you running away and catholics don’t give a f-ck bout what none of you say
so f-ck that, getting faded off the goose n-gga duck that
i ain’t fit for that waning, truck that
cause i don’t see them giving people enough back
come back, fund that untapped in reserves, ask for the verse, laugh at the nerds , won’t be saying sh-t after the he-rs-
always comparing me to bino and chance
but i need to advance i’m just half of the worst
(b-tttt), i waddle waddle, with a lotta’ models, with a lotta’ bottles, hard to follow, when you outta lotto’s
out in colorado, when the throttle throttle, from them hollow hollows
take you back in future now you just a larval fossil
i’m the archaeologist, i be just, obvious, audience, jolliness, sloppiness, turn em into mafias
cancer to youth, dancer in the booth and on the holiday i’m giving all y’all the answer in the fruit

- isaiah g lyrics

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