q. allanz – read ’em and weap lyrics
fire
i’m about to make it rise up
guess who’s gonna ignite, the flames
(1st verse)
they gonna say anything they want but they’re just mad i got a different program
i’m used to getting it out the mud, this flow will flip a whole gram
walk in the party and i’m finna turn this b+tch up even if i don’t dance
but she still feel the gun on my hip when i’m grinding to a slow jam
i always stay in point, hoping to see me slip must’ve been your favorite dream
maybe you got that thought in your head from always sipping your favorite lean
trying to cancel my kind gonna take too long, no time to make it clean
‘cuz i’m like this in person, i don’t h+ll cut or need to fakе a scene
you play goody two shoes, b+tch, i’m trying to sin
you’rе okay with a consolation prize, i’m trying to win
put it on me, my movement’s mean and go so official
gilligans don’t want the smoke, and if they do, it’s an s.o.s. signal
and we all knowing that talk is cheap
since you like to pillow talk, i could just knocc you out and leave you talking in your sleep
take it how you want, no i ain’t toxic i just talk sicc
no holding bacc, yo, i got this, welcome to the dealer’s mosh pit
(chorus)
like nothing you ever heard
everything changes if i gotta serve
nothing like you ever seen
i’m about to flip the game over, read ’em and weep
(repeat twice)
(2nd verse)
the average rapper speaks about lifestyles that they really ain’t living
it’s hard to believe you when you’re mumbling, or trying to sound tough in every sentence
most of y’all just play too much, just front for the stage
i can put money your head like a dollar sign was shaved in your fade
and i don’t care what fake o.g. is giving rank to you punks
say my name wrong, you will get burned, even get shanked on your bunk
pedestrians will tell you they seen me before with a draco or a pump
with the same locs who smoke like chimneys, smell like dank with a skunk
i’m bringing the funk, cuz that’s something you haven’t heard in a while
got succas catching domestic violence cases cuz his main one likes my style
you better cuff her cuz i’ll do her like coffee
i’ll make her cream on that p+ssy, then drink it up when i make her mocha latte
can’t n0body stop these forces, even if you did call law enforcement
till the day i’m turned to a corpse it’s up from here with burning torches
you checc the score quicc, but i’m checcing the bank account
that’s something you really need to think about, ah ahh
(chorus)
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