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upchurch - kant nobody (remix) lyrics

[intro: dmx]
lovin’ what you do, and doin’ what you do
with the pure enjoyment of knowin’ that you’re the best at what you do (okay)
yo, couldn’t n0body f+ck with me then
and couldn’t n0body f+ck with me now, yo
can’t be serious, yo (what?)
can’t n0body, n0body, no+f+ckin’+body (what, what, what?)
f+ck with me with this rap sh+t, yo (what, what?)
check it, i’ve been spittin’ for twenty years

[verse: upchurch]
people tryna peep the recipe through the peep hole
i fit a perfect pencil in the same exact circle
get the point through the pupil of one of your eyeb+lls
lead poison to the brain, midol
give you loop like voodoo, you my doll
k!ll you ninety+ninе percent the timе, i’m lysol
if a insect in my section, you sprayed off
too much fire, cigarette fl!cked in a hay barn
do away with the hay loft
no one’s sleepin’ on me ’cause there’s no bed to even go sleep on
deprived rappers, i bet i make their list long
auditionin’ to play me, that’s a game you gonna sit long
rewind to remind you this sh+t’s a sitcom
script gone with the wind, industry can get gone
if you linger in the scope, golden eye get tops off
grab my apple, go to notes, just to get you picked off
h+ll naw, love my enemy when they ticked off
keep ’em heated, flow nasty, i’m sl!cker than sh+t froth
verse’n me, a cursed opponent gonna be like “sh+t, naw”
roadk!ll motherf+cker, only my sh+t is this raw (ayo, ayo)
ain’t nothin’ cl!ckin’, ’til i hit jaw
so fly they swat me, front porch full of meemaw’s (ayo, ayo)
tell ’em yeehaw, these rappers f+ckin’ suck
all cap and i bet they come in rockin’ a hat straw (ayo)
standin’ ovation, right hook like hats off
don’t press my b+ttons, i’m no one’s last call
leaf me the f+ck alone, every season it’s fall
every reason to shed the coattail that some ride on
when i pass away my style gonna be back
put dna out that used to be in my seed sack
if we go toe to toe, a mate’ll still get frostbit
so cold my iphone froze, so edward stayin’ snowed in
people always sayin’ “man, we really like your old sh+t”
that’s like sayin’ it’s rainin’ inside of my toilet bowl lid
don’t be toyin’ with my story son, you are no sid
been buzzin’ for light years, photosynthetically grown b+tch
thug rap, that’s me, like i said i got the lip sh+ts
bomb dropper if you lingerin’ around my business
roots runnin’ deeper than a 1950 blues riff
let me get a raft, huckleberry on a soul kick
i burn bridges when i want to rebellious
h+llcat, h+ll fire, raisin’ h+ll, i’m a h+llion
if you thinkin’ that you fire, you gon’ find out what h+ll is
ashes in a blunt ’cause my brain said “go smoke him”
blowed out drop, let me slam the whole clip in
flow sweeter than tea, these hoe’s be so lipton
tongue tied, expired, like where the f+ck his lip is
punchline, hit him in the mouth, he bit it off, lip dipped
[outro: upchurch]
church
+laughter+
new album in about a week motherf+ckers
hey, you just wait bro
everybody duck motherf+cker

- upchurch lyrics

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