Tekst piosenki
{Chorus: NeroScream]
Throw your blunts in the air and puff puff like you just dont care. x2
{Verse 1: NeroScream]
My bars are brighter than and Edison invention
My rhetoric is better than a reverends intentions
You better let him in ill hit him and his head will spin
You bet i give her better dick than that nigga ever did
I put it in her face she faint like im a sedative
Niggas that is hatin gettin based unlike a treble is
Your frontin like your doin somethin but you never is
But how my flow is bumpin got you cussin like a relative
Im passing out grams like its nothing
I stick out, like i was wearing pants while im fucking
I take bong rips of bomb shit
I harvest farms of bars spit for market
Its hard regardless of how i do it
Ain’t with the crew your useless
Its true the musics smooth cause Bluseph is the dude producin’
And im the smoothes in the booth im gettin stupid high
Ha ha ha ha. And we do it like
[Hook: NeroScream]
Verse 2: NeroScream]
OG is smoking oz.’s of OG
Obi is rolling a stogey
You niggas know we are toasty, the smoke is think in here
And if we didn’t share these writtens with you
You would fear that music really isn’t here
And you would say the end is near
The end is here to you niggas spttin lame
You think this is a game youll catch a fist into your frame
What is you niggas sayin. I don’t understand the whackness
The fact were being honest probably makes your want to practice
Thats a Why-Fi line
And any time I rhyme. The sun will hide and will go blinded from how bright i shine
The sun child taking over
Told you posers ill expose ya
The composer of disclosure
Or a phonic roller coaster
And I hope you know its kosher when i spit it
Fuck a citic
If you ain’t fuckin with it fine i know your bitch will dig it
Aye Bluseph please forgive me cause your tunes are getting crucified
Ha ha ha ha. And we do it like
[Hook: NeroScream]
[Verse 3: Why-Fi]
Its the red eyed rasta aka the Most Wireless
Whose style gets flyer everytime he spits fire bitch
On the horizion whos high as shit wit Variety
Real niggas Inspire me, trillness at its propiety
Your a Liar if you think that you was flyer justifying this my dynasty, I should have been in Ivy league
Society got they Eye on me, the sniper tryna fuckin Fire on a MLKing causin rioting
Gettin moneys the Benefit of Sellin hella shit
I can’t see feel or hear haters im on my hellen keller shit
Yall Never been relevant
Swear to jah im feelin like im better than these veterans
Gettin all this cheddar in while you niggas is settlin
Swervin herb On the curb just work peddlin
With better friends you niggas medelin take some Excedrin
Sick flow sip slow hit dro the medicine
[Chrous: Why- Fi]
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