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shotty horroh - what's the hurry lyrics

[shotty horroh – verse 1]
when i eat up beef
could you keep up
with a beast we feast up
we don’t leave much
come and destruct
any weak pup
tryna beat us
we’re elite look
man i’m in a league up
soon as we puff
seen being with a cheap sl-t
wearin’ deep cuts
rippin’ deez nuts
tryna beef up
get the team look
bun the weed up
lets smoke
feelin’ like i’m macavelli in his step role
how can you be keepin’ up with me you know i roll
when you’re takin’ a stroll
on my usain bolt sh-t
livin’ how i’m livin’ ain’t somethin’ you can cope with
gimmi my d-ck back go get your own sh-t
kurt cobain slash rollin’ stone sh-t
straight jd’s we don’t put no c0ke in
bun a load of weed, you ain’t never seen smokin’
everyday sweet street remedy and potions
you ain’t bout that
we don’t have similar traits
i paint pictures you scribble and trace
i go hard till that millions paid
you’re content with that minimum wage
f-ck your system don’t think i’m a slave
i’m a king get my pyramid made
bet those haters didn’t picture this day
quit the b-tch and b-tch switch up your face
no more winners
they wanna beat us but it just ain’t in em’
f-ck anyone that try [?]
when they kneel to the floor
i’m on a rhythm at the finish
try’n keep up
get shut down
we’re the big dogs when you’re tryna bring pups round here
everybody’s screwed that’s zombie life
real talk we don’t really give a f-ck out here

[tyler daley – chorus]
been one of those days
safety first don’t mind
what’s the hurry
one love remaining
waiting on one left
had to guard it
have you got it in you

[jme – verse 2]
heads high
k!ll em’ with it now
yep yep jme’s gonna k!ll em’ with a flow
these idiots i can’t k!ll em’ on the streets
so me and shotty just k!ll em’ with a beat
yeah, serious k!ll em’ with the bars
if not, black x6 k!ll em’ with the car
vroom vroom drive by
k!ll em’ in the night
k!ll em’ on sight
trust me, k!ll em’ on the mic
jme don’t stop there k!ll em’ with a rage
shotty horroh don’t flop yeah k!ll em’ on stage
float like a b-tterfly, sting like a bee
or float like a bullet and k!ll em’ like me
yeah! forget this, that and the rest
us man come through and k!ll em’ with success
the rest of the best get vexed
as we work with the best of the best
we work with the top tier gods
anyone who’s not at the top tiers drop
shame
you are not in my lane
if you think i’m gonna stop
guess what
you’ll do anything for my spot
man will start makin’ euro-pop
fame
that’s all that’s on your brain
and will you ever get to the top
guess not
middle finger thats my greetin’
for all the wasteman out there eatin’
off the music scene
and i’m about to kick down doors if they don’t let me in
everybody knows from time i touch mic it’s a wrap
it’s sk!ll not luck round here
everybody’s food. that’s zombie life
real talk, we don’t really give a f-ck round here

[tyler daley – chorus]
been one of those days
safety first don’t mind
what’s the hurry
one love remaining
waiting on one left
had to guard it
have you got it…

[? – verse 3]
there’s a couple of points that need raisin’
sorry to spoil the occasion
but it’s two thousand and thirteen
must be time for the manny invasion
must be time coz the man have been waitin’
not too many man have been ratin’
i know this flow seems over-used
so i’ll switch it up and i’ll take em’ to…
a whole nother area
code of flows
various foes oppose
it ain’t fair when i overload
your old structure
down to the chromosome
don’t get it twisted
or tip tangled up
coz i can go nuts
you’ll get man-handled
strangled and dangled up
my n-ggas’ll light the candles up
when i’m angry but i’m not angry much
i’m celebrating life with the family look
since any man can be touched
and i’m just a man
don’t wanna see my hands in cuffs
so i keep on m m movin’
keep sleepin’ on me, keep snoozin’
my point’s already been proven
don’t get it twisted it’s all an illusion (bun em)
they don’t know me like you do (bun em)
n-ggas’ll show you that voodoo
say my name and talk about who’s who
i’m that type of guy as per usual
i don’t know who told you i’m done with (bun em)
whoever told you that dumb sh-t
needs to man the f-ck up and front it
f-ck him and whoever he runs with (bun em)

[tyler daley – chorus]
been one of those days
safety first don’t mind
what’s the hurry
one love remaining
waiting on one left
had to guard it
have you got it

- shotty horroh lyrics

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