Lyrics

Niggas don't know nothing 'bout dope That's some good right there, you feel me That shit's dope Pass that shit back Nigga, I'm so high I'm on EPOD, nigga You don't have to tell me that I'm dope (no) That I knew the second that I wrote (oh) Never can they pepper me with any type of treachery The people voted Tech to be the GOAT (yo) Killin' everything when I was broke (po') Still I kill 'em now I got the most (dough) Murder is the recipe and you are an accessory You backin' out it better be a joke (bro) Coming from the middle of the map (the throne) Everybody walking with a strap (the chrome) Bussin' on 'em properly I'll make 'em all a mockery And shaking haters off of me, I'm Pat (Mahome) Everybody thinking they can rap (ya wrong) In my circle, they cannot adapt (ya gone) You don't want to gamble with your life You get a handle, run up on you like I'm Rambo and brrap (Stalone) Not too many rappers got the gift (right) Talking down on me, ain't that a trip (fly) They will never make it, what they do is really basic And you know they probably take it in the hip (the pipe) Studying the way that N9na grip (the mic) Animosity about the lips (the fight) You can never match it, I'm sick and evil and ratchet I attack it, I'm passionate off the rip (ya life) EPOD, that's where you're gonna find the God On W-W-Defogs, you can see rise with a cheap broad EPOD, EPOD That's where you're gonna find the God On W-W-Defogs, you can see rise with a- Making sure they heard me like I had (loop on) Havoc we done started in the lab (Wuhan) Only way that you get any info outta me Is if I'm rappin' 'cause I had that Breaking Bad (news on) Pardon me if I be lookin' mad (Puton) Harden when I do get in my bag (shoot them) I cannot afford to take another loss Cost ain't nothing takin' off like a bad (coupon) Maybe I'm a little bit too humble (really?) What I've done is what no one can undo (illy) On a yellow brick road with a complex Seeing biddy in the jets where the gun's drew (silly) Shit's weird, ain't one doubtful Pimp a butterfly, kid Kung Fu (Kenny) Good kid mad at the city, only eating what you kill Family, ain't nobody brung you (any) Knowing that I gotta leave you something (staircase) Hoping we don't end up where I dump it (rare case) I been praying to the Lord that the order be restored Gotta struggle in the water, I'ma jump it (spare change) Bitch you know the reason that I came (that why?) As if I was stealing Mary Jane (jackpot) Triple when I'm driving and I'm weathering the rain Like it then hits it's all not a game (blackout) EPOD, that's where you're gonna find the God On W-W-Defogs, you can see rise with a cheap broad EPOD, EPOD That's where you're gonna find the God On W-W-Defogs, you can see rise with a Yeah, get on my level We on EPOD, yeah When you get there all you gotta do is inhale Yeah, so high up Nobody you know fly as us I'm on EPOD with a blessed up us People, welcome to FEAR EXODUS
Writer(s): Aaron Yates, Michael Summers, Michael Varnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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