VIOLENT J.


Some Fuckin' How Lyrics

Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
BAMMMMMM!

I’m like a hand grenade about to pop in seconds
My therapy wicked shit on these records
And I’m trying to shine when I spit this rhyme
Punch you in the gut so hard I break your spine
Right there,
I just visionaried that shit
So deep in your gut I hit your spine and cracked it
What the f**k is stopping me from making
that really happen?
It did happen right here in my rapping
You know how many bitches I f**ked off this?
I’m talking fine ass hoes
And look at me, I ain’t shit
And yet super ass hotties be blowing my shit up
And half the time I don’t even show up
We roll with the hatchet like nuns role with church
And to us, the hatchet means more then some merch
We travel, seen the Grand Canyon 66 times
Spitting wicked shit rhymes
Some f**king how...

We’re spitting
(Live shows)
We’re f**king
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How’d it all happen?
(I don’t know)

We’re spitting
(Live shows)
We’re f**king
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How’d it all happen?
(I don’t know)

I hate people
I get into fights everyday
It seems like everybody feel like they got something to
say
To a clown
Haters aside I still ride plush
If I ain’t riding spinners
I’m in an 8th street tour bus
Packed clubs, England, Aussie everywhere
And we ain’t ever really flied over there
I don’t f**king know
It just happened like that
And plus the phat fact that we can rap bitch
I roll deep, even if I go for chip dip
And ain’t a bitch I meet that don’t sip dick
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, hard work
Who the f**k ever made anybody an expert?
If we can do it, shit
f**k that we did it
So what the f**k is your idea bitch?
Come with it
Our shit paid off and we never get laid off
And we never get played so we never fade off
Some f**king how....

We’re spitting
(Live shows)
We’re f**king
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How’d it all happen?
(I don’t know)

We’re spitting
(Live shows)
We’re f**king
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How’d it all happen?
(I don’t know)

I got some woods by my house
And they all mine
I’m about to put a gate up around them
And let loose a lion
Cause it would f**k up them 3 dogs of mine
And they be licking my toes
When I be writing these rhymes
And I’m a f**king mind it
Bitches sometimes damn
I just can’t believe it when I be f**king them
They look good enough to be up in a magazine or
something
With my scrubby ass humping them
Back in the day you bitches never woulda even look my
way
Not even if I ran up in your f**king ear and yelled
"HEY"
Watching TV, it's hatchet signs in the crowd
Letting every mothaf**king body know that they proud
How the f**k am I supposed to get used to this
freshness?
Half the f**king time I just front and stay breathless
And f**k man somehow we get paid for this shit
I bought my momma a crib and told her to quit
Some f**king how...

We’re spitting
(Live shows)
We’re f**king
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How’d it all happen?
(I don’t know)

We’re spitting
(Live shows)
We’re f**king
(Fine hoes)
Somehow as
(Time goes)
How’d it all happen?
(I don’t know)

It's been real
Some f**king how
On the real though
Some f**king how...

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