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Why We Thugs
- 0:10
- Hook:
- My mind is a constant rhyme factory
- Nobody knows how I am naturally
- To me, hip hop music is like crack to fiends
- Talk shit 'bout the genre, that is blasphemy
- If you otherwise, you not clapping me
- I assure you, that's not happening
- You all wanna know, how I am actually
- Fuck you, grab the mic, let the action be
- Verse 1
- I'm a rhyming kamikaze, fly into your crib
- Anybody wanna fight me, bye bye to your ribs
- I'm a missile rocket, I explode on a record
- I'mma diss a fucker, he'll be gone in a second
- Hotter than a toaster, I'll blow your composure
- If I get close enough, your life is over
- Go stupid, I'm Lucifer and Jesus combined
- I bruises and cruises over enemy lines
- Abuses with music and felony rhymes
- I do this like shooters, constantly spit fire
- Kill them, no weapon, I know no limits
- Imagine stepping to me with no business
- Know my potential is more than infinite
- Pick up my pencil, you see me grinning
- I'm just so mental, that's what I see
- You can't pretend to be just like me
- Hook:
- My mind is a constant rhyme factory
- Nobody knows how I am naturally
- To me, hip hop music is like crack to fiends
- Talk shit 'bout the genre, that is blasphemy
- If you otherwise, you not clapping me
- I assure you, that's not happening
- You all wanna know, how I am actually
- Fuck you, grab the mic, let the action be
- Verse 2
- I spit a verse, it's a curse for a rapper
- It quenches my thirst, I burst, I'm an attacker
- I'm ready to serve anyone like a waiter
- When will you learn, I'm greater than a hater
- Obliterate literally anyone here
- Finna make history and make you fear
- I know the tricks to be the sickest alive
- No one can stop me, shoutout disses that tried
- They R.I.P now, they visit the sky
- That's the answer to question: How vicious am I?
- I'm a wizard disguised as a normal person
- Bitching and lies is the thing I'm allergic to
- The Ripper is my, let's say alter ego
- I'm spitting 'till crying, I'll outrap the evil
- Even if it's wrapped in hard titanium
- All these weird thoughts inside my cranium
- Hook:
- My mind is a constant rhyme factory
- Nobody knows how I am naturally
- To me, hip hop music is like crack to fiends
- Talk shit 'bout the genre, that is blasphemy
- If you otherwise, you not clapping me
- I assure you, that's not happening
- You all wanna know, how I am actually
- Fuck you, grab the mic, let the action be
- Verse 3
- Rolex in your mouth, better watch your words
- I make sound, you need seven thousand nurses
- I'm stronger than Kanye, I'm bigger than L
- The only thing I do before spitting is inhale
- Like a drug dealer, I got a lot of dope lines
- Say, what's up, killer, 'cause now your soul's mine
- I'm a blood spiller, challenge me, you have no mind
- You can call me griller, I burn rappers, they go blind
- Broke the code to the pattern of this universe
- All of y'all, you gon' scatter, when I spit a unique verse
- Like a burning restaurant, my bars are fire
- My songs are to test them all, are they real or a liar?
- Spitting a rhyme is like holding a rifle
- You know what you're doing but you don't know what you might do
- Like a peephole, I can see you right through
- Wanna brawl? For you, it's not looking bright, dude
- Hook:
- My mind is a constant rhyme factory
- Nobody knows how I am naturally
- To me, hip hop music is like crack to fiends
- Talk shit 'bout the genre, that is blasphemy
- If you otherwise, you not clapping me
- I assure you, that's not happening
- You all wanna know, how I am actually
- Fuck you, grab the mic, let the action be
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