Diatribe

Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy But we know you really never on shit Talking 'bout you sliding with the stick but We been waiting outside and we ain't seen shit Lying in ya music bout the money that you got And how you out here on the corner moving bricks We know you a loser keep that shit on yo Computer cause the goons I came with ain't gon' miss Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy But we know you really never on shit Talking 'bout you sliding with the stick but We been waiting outside and we ain't seen shit Lying in ya music bout the money that you got And how you out here on the corner moving bricks We know you a loser keep that shit on yo Computer cause the goons I came with ain't gon' miss Woah fuck what you sayin' You are not living that life that you claim! That dope that you bang got you living insane! I'll knock out yo shit watch 'em pick up yo brain! From the side of the curb when I stop on ya neck In yo hood tracking down every possible threat I'm the raid in the can tryna silence these pest If you 'bout it then go stick a knife in ya chest Oh my god how these losers gone stop Freddy Krueger from crushing they Dreams while sleep like some sheep ima Shave 'em and stick em inside of a room make a peep May the choppa go rest 'em in peace off the leash like a pit With no teeth but you bark on these Tracks like you ready to jump in some beef Till machetes confetti ya face at Your kids quiencera please watch how you talkin' to me Been a lunatic straight out the uterus You sound so ludicrous scared of loud sounds How the fuck are you shooting shit I really do this Shit Pop up and beat on ya face and chest now you leaking from Buddah fist Woah! Let me slow it down So you get the picture that you roll with clowns See ya mans on fire ima hose 'em down Then I keep on flowing like a broken valve Where the money that you always flexing with On my line you sounding very desperate Now these heads is spinnin' like the exorcist Since we found out you don't get no bread to spit You a fucking goofy always perpetrating Screaming triple six but you don't work with Satan You got all the clout but always fucking hating Till somebody catch up with his ass and break him, let's go Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy But we know you really never on shit Talking 'bout you sliding with the stick but We been waiting outside and we ain't seen shit Lying in ya music bout the money that you got And how you out here on the corner moving bricks We know you a loser keep that shit on yo Computer cause the goons I came with ain't gon' miss Why you always hating like a bitch claiming that you gettin' busy But we know you really never on shit Talking 'bout you sliding with the stick but We been waiting outside and we ain't seen shit Lying in ya music bout the money that you got And how you out here on the corner moving bricks We know you a loser keep that shit on yo Computer cause the goons I came with ain't gon' miss