Scru Face Jean Document 79 Lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse]
When a child is shunned from the village, you know that kid is gon'
Come back to burn down the village just to feel it's warmth
And that's what happened to this lil' nigga, I know this kid is torn
You wanna be a killer while singing these Little Richard songs
They say Gunna snitchin' while niggas suin' for dissin', lord
If this is the 6's god, then I'm atheist, 'cause this bitch a fraud
Why would men diss you? You diss they women like shit is hard
They attack the kid, he attack they bitch like he gettin' off
Now he Maury Povich, searchin' DNA, you kiddin', dog?
I know you didn't, dog, you ain't ho enough to get kids involved
And lawsuits? And now all of this drama towards you
Gettin' nailed to the cross, you the God? That's karma for you
So what's your new thoughts and nеw excuse for gettin' rockеd?
Lemme guess, there was a plot, to me, it's soundin' like a crock
So you negotiate a contract before them disses popped
But you egged him on a lot and begged the other dude to drop
And now the same nigga claimin' that this shit done dropped his stock
But this lame nigga thought that if we won, he'd be on top
And this bitch would have more chips when negotiatin' guap
Degenerate nigga, you just mad you gambled and you lost
Whatchu even tryna prove? Record labels are shady, crazy
They been sayin' that since the eighties, you f*ckin' baby
Now they name me in some paperwork, made me smirk 'cause I'm gravy
Told my mama that we made it, your baby 'bout to be wavy
And mind you, nigga, I watched you 'fore they signed you, nigga
That scene from Degrassi prophetic, I remind you, nigga
You tried to bully Dot, then your ass got caught in the trap
Like Jimmy bully Rick, then his ass got shot in the back
Oh, I just made the connection, you should feel so silly
'Cause your singles start to slide like they Wheelchair Jimmy
Maybe not bein' the top is better, remember
It was just a wish to have this forever, my nigga
[Part 2]

[Intro]
Yeah, um
'Bout to have fun with this one
Ch, look, hey, look

[Verse 1]
Why the f*ck you still talkin' like some demon, nigga?
The shortest nigga in the league just f*ckin' limped you, nigga
I know that you scared he took your spot, I know you feel it, nigga
He in the Grammys while you handin' out subpoenas, nigga
f*ck nigga, nigga lost his drive, he need a CDL
50 smelled p*ssy, I smellin' BBL
Satan was a musician too, even that demon fell
You go low, I go lower and we can meet in Hell
Want to be like 2Pac and Biggie, you want to be Adele
Dig a grave, scream "Free the wave", that's Surf and Biggavel'
I know Tsu mad that you took his name way too literal
Mob tied or cop vibes, man, I can't even tell Once he said my name, I knew that boy was a liar, uh
This is not payola, it's f*ckin' murder for hire
And I'm talkin' lyrically 'cause you prolly wearin' a wire, uh
Honestly, I'm flattered you thought them boys were suppliers
'Cause that means you gotta think that I'm that nigga right now
Like I could tweet or just react and bring the nigga right down
And it's crazy 'cause you claim to be the biggest right now
Yet little ol' me from the village can take a nigga price down?
Ah, Lawbrey f*ckin' strikes again
Champagne Cop, Snitch God, I guess you not my friend
Said they shouldn't use lyrics in court was Thug was lockin' in
Now you usin' ly— Oh, I guess it's different when they not your mans
When the machine ain't workin' for you, you be slippin' fast
It's startin' to feel like you ain't even real, them niggas built your ass
And speakin' 'bout built, f*ck them Play-Doh builder abs
I'm chasin' millis while you chasin' Mill— Ah, that's really bad
[Chorus]
Wop, wop, wop, wop
Nigga, you got killed by the chick that made "WAP"
Iceman, need to be deported from the block
Call him ICE-man, 'cause he prolly workin' for the c— Hold, up
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Nigga still pressed, I wonderin' when it may stop
Nigga mad 'cause the culture root for K-Dot
Maybe 'cause he rap and you niggas make pop, hold up

[Verse 2]
Yeah, you wished for this forever
But you ain't even know you made a deal with the Devil
You wished on a monkey's paw and now your ass in trouble
They'll give you 'bout sixteen years and a shovel, dig a hole
This is deeper than some emails and tweets, I need to repeat
p*ssy, this is 'bout our freedom of speech, you feeble and weak
I don't give a f*ck, Officer Drizzy, read 'em and weep
p*ssy lost his f*ckin' need to compete, you female to me
Scare tactics, it ain't gon' work, I'll bleed for my speech
You can't censor us, my nigga, this shit is deeper than me
MAGA Drizzy get to lookin' like Trump whenever he beef
I ain't Stephen Colbert, you can't take me off of TV, damn
So how the f*ck you 'bout to tell me that you not a lame?
My face black, p*ssy, you wear blackface, we not the same
Ticked off, but he just a vulture that don't rob the game
But pissed off is better than bein' pissed on, you got it, mane
[Chorus]
Wop, wop, wop, wop
Nigga, you got killed by the chick that made "WAP"
Iceman, need to be deported from the block
Call him ICE-man, 'cause he prolly workin' for the c— Hold, up
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Nigga still pressed, I wonderin' when it may stop
Nigga mad 'cause the culture root for K-Dot
Maybe 'cause he rap and you niggas make pop, hold up

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