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s.y.g looney - all jokes asyde lyrics

[verse 1: s.y.g looney]
rhyming cold blooded, my diamonds gold studded/
converted one dollar to a billfolds fulla hundreds/
composed a plan to further grow and expand/
out of jealousy, foes demand to throw hands/
i bring the heat, other rappers play with fire/
anywhere you go ain’t safe, so stay retired/
you always pout, cause my clout and pays higher/
verses burst outta my lips, like i spray fire/
verbally speaking of course, i weaken ya force/
of halfway thugs, always leaking the source/
after my cheese, but i ain’t gon set a mouse trap/
got you right where i want, so imma bounce back/
from any hurdle, you throw in my trajectory/
no one showed respect to me, but now i’m next to be/
the next best thing, my products the cleanest/
demonic and fiendish, young melodic g*nius/

[verse 2: s.y.g looney]
tell ya crew of thieves, beware of tresp-ssing/
i k!ll goons who believe success lasting/
…furthermore in their favor, yo we punch stronger/
only the strong survive, you ain’t got much longer/
it’s k!ll or be k!lled, start to feel exhilaration/
you want b-tches, i want riches, no relation/
my enemies pray, fed’s take me captive/
slow is how i tread, cause these snakes be active/
i’m out here… to seek search and destroy/
claim you pack gats, but you a weak church boy/
money don’t sleep, so i’m on my grind daily/
nightmares of my downfall, got my mind crazy/
yo, my lyricism strictly based on philosophy/
my mind’s a weapon, wisdom is my placed policy/
on the quest, to acquire territory/
all these fake friends desire to share the glory/

[verse 3: s.y.g looney]
with my rivals, i cross swords and b-mp heads/
pump enough lead, to leave enough chumps dead/
stumping feds, constantly moving locations/
even at rock bottom, i’m refusing donations/
’cause i got pride, rep those who fought and died/
ain’t nothin’ new, so imma set these thoughts aside/
before thoughts collide, imma stay and pursue/
the american dream, ’round the clock, no curfew/
when i jump on beats get adrenaline rush/
pay before play, got these benjamins clutched/
i honour paydays, not my day of birth yearly/
question my worth, you’ll leave this earth dearly/
…departed, the same way you started, head first/
i’ll have you on a deathbed, when this lead burst/
life has up and downs like audio waves/
imma get deeper, than bodies below a grave/

- s y g looney lyrics

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