jonathan blaze – scheme lyrics
(verse 1)
rick flair on these thotties like woo
pooty tang with the gucci gang superman like youuuu/
now what it do?! i’m uncle drew or mr. scrooge/
i ain’t jocking the stocking/
ain’t diddy bopping why is jaden poppin?, no radio option
turn the switch off, i’m bout to lift off/
since you all sleep, open casket at the wake floor/
waco texas reckless when my weapons shoot off like westerns in your direction/
new sheriff in town, but i’m a lone ranger with blood like tonto/
original bad hombre smoking maples like toronto/
spark up
flammable handle lyrical mantle
bullet wounds through your flannel, if your mic sk!lls is yawn/
it’s an animal farm, i’m here forever sacrifice a new born/
gate keeper like elegua papa legba/
it’s a crossroad tap a b-tch like morse code
i jump through schemes drop hooks like kareem/
hakeem i just want to f-ck christina, milian
dream
team got 7s on and i’m sporting 9s overseas/
and my bird can shoot, eyes on my hen then i’m chasing all the foxes out the coupe /
no mystery first 48 and no sleuth, usual suspect funeral coordinator/
onslaught facilitator female body inspector fornicator/
xzibit my favorite rapper on the west
had to do a shout/
so, i’m spraying what i’m saying like simon/
asylum rhyming i’m violent/
fear the t-tian wanna clash, i’d be daft
no name going number one in the draft, cause this sh-t is a breeze,/
(chorus)
it was all a dream like big said/
running through schemes on my flip sh-t/
routine, state greens, got penitentiary bars on lock smith/
frank white, theirs something’s i don’t do!/
king of new york i thought i told you/
you don’t want to jump, when i start the pump/
scheming on the clutch
(verse 2)
i’m in my lane like i just got a l/
am i the best alive only time will tell/
but i’m not down to snitch i rather see a cell/
cus i got bars like my mind a jail/
and my sh-t bump like it’s made of braille/
and money always been about s-x either getting head or tail/
does the p-ssy p-ss or does it fail
gotta be wetter than a pale, get out that sh-ll/
i’m only after girls that pitching no hitters, david wells/
take these mumble rappers and line em’ up, i would say tie em up, but these fruit cups might start lining up/
treat it like a barbecue get this beef fired up
f-ck tekashi cook him like hibachi, then bust a nut on sophia-body, she got a body body
drop dead like your name is fred/
everybody hindu when i aim for heads/
wrap you up like a christmas gift/
put you under a tree and light a bonfire/
i learn all my crime watching episodes of the wire and i move like i’m in oz/
and we can never be even i’m always at odds/
rock paper scissors/
pull a glock on the next rapper that mentions syrup/
let me reel it back! the real is back! like beanie mac, what’s poppin scr-p?!/
hope you ate a scooby snack/
i grew up watching smaaaack, so save it/
cus all i do is rap and get t-tty like the bas-m-nt/
(chorus)
it was all a dream like big said/
running through schemes on my flip sh-t/
routine, state greens, got penitentiary bars on lock smith/
frank white, theirs something’s i don’t do!/
king of new york i thought i told you/
you don’t want to jump, when i start the pump/
scheming on the clutch
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