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mohamedissavage - otherwise lyrics

verse 1 [mohamedissavage]:
man imma spit fire on this beat
people wished i would retire on the scene
my life’s an alphabet, zaddyoc, blackout is my a’s and b’s
snakes hiding in my gr-ss at the ends, y’s and z’s
it’s like i left a bottle open cause i’m never cappin’
you is light work, just one lectric shock , lucky i ain’t zappin’
at the tippy top, can’t find you, already tried the mappin
on the same par, now you out the radar how the f-ck that happen
we h-lla ridgid on the edge, y’all is b-tter knives
no time for procrastination, don’t ever say: “another night!”
should we put haters to sleep with one punch cuz we done tried a lullaby
did i sssss stutter guy?
i see you’re f-ckin -ss and now i don’t wonder why
here’s her number….sike that’s the wrong number sike
run your mouth, end of day you don’t wanna fight
you wanted to see us quit but we gon show you otherwise

(otherwise otherwiiiiiiiiiise)

verse 2 [blackout]:
i did not date her, i just made her i’m a f-ckin player
don’t need no favors makin big noise just like a bad neighbor
it’s in my nature to make danger like talkin’ to stranger
touch any of my bros and i’ll show you all of my anger
bars are formidable, let’s get statistical, damage sustained is critical, these lyricals are miracles
or maybe it’s biological, you’re fat – diabolical
getting girls seems optional, cause yours is on my popsicle
shrimp trynna talk with a d-ck that’s limp
hatin’ don’t work, gets you down to earth
when i slam yo head down, best believe it hurt
punch up -ss in yo face till it f-ckin’ hurt

(aye, aye, gimmie the mic)

verse 3 [mohamedissavage]:
n-gga tried to ball with me, n-ggas slip and carry
t–th dropped out, gotta boy trynna wish for fairies
the drip hit your eyes, caught some n-ggas staring
if the damage been done, no one will get to repairin
bars flamin through your speakers shake the ground with b-ss
n-ggas clownin around right now saying: “this is straight -ss”
n-ggas talking always shooters they ain’t cl-ss
i see them on the map when i search the same trash
when my flow is cold they say that same stuff
then when a n-gga say the same they get on the train, huh?
rap battle me? they ain’t never wanna lace up
like they homies scared of one on ones – never face up
i’d hate today bruh, if i gotta lynx a n-gga with his face up
murmur under yo breath did you say sum?

that’s right we gon show you otherwise

- mohamedissavage lyrics

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