Then It Drop

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dunn D] ???you parrots don't know how to act??? I mean we're the stars, cunt it's clear Gutter rap mixed with a seedy arse buccaneer Stir up the mix, see the team will start ruckus here Scottie Pippen lifestyle, G to spark puffin gear Mang fuck a scene, call what i fucking see Manaz Ill, Dunn and D raw on the rugged beats Ahhh, what it look like, i walk these grubby streets War on the precipice, talk's cheap, nothing's free Yeah I got em scared, no one will challenge me Kill a fucking ???dragnaught??? just ??knob?? cunts are battling ??just?? the arrogance, so much arrogance Blow up your spot I'm a stoned thug anarchist Scattеredness while I'm fucking racking a chargе Another day, 'nother dollar, 'nother packet of darts Having it large, son you can't fathom the bars Turn addicts to the track like crack in a glass See 'em sink in a cesspit, we think of the next tip The El Capitán, know/no the bringer of death shit Tripping and legless while I'm pinging on dexies Have a coke and a smile or just give me a Pepsi Calling the shots, sorta like we balling them ??? But I'm still broke as fuck, yeah ??pouring 'em grog?? Roll with cats who wake up in the morning to rob So when the door gets a knock we never talking to cops They don't understand, loved ones, kiss 'em goodbye Killing them like "that's not a mic, this is a mic" Err god damn toaster and that shit is on fire, nah Kidding aside I hit 'em with a villainous strike Don Vito Corleone, boss type, proper style Swimming through the mother fucking swamp like a crocodile Loyalty while they hock cocks for the dollar sign *Gun Shots* Licking off shots like it's Columbine [Hook] Then It Drop That's what I'm saying we ain't playing no more It don't stop Double or nothing we be taking it all Shit is hot Y'all really don't know who you're fucking with here Don't give a damn if you don't like it, you can suck on the dick [Verse 2: Manaz Ill] Ey yo, lads up in my faction don't like to answer questions The lord's prayers can't protect them So half of my homeboys are armed with weapons Just waiting for the day that karma sets in and Now these cunts watch the battles me and Dunn got Tell me I'm the best and then diss me after one loss Haters see us shining and they go and grab their sunblocks Still I'm at the bar getting drunk off of gun shots I'm Sid Vicious, this isn't punk rock Found the key to success, now I have it unlocked Don't know many millionaires, met a couple slum dogs Never done jobs for other people I'm a young boss OG, smoke weed till my lungs pop Unstoppable spitting rhymes till the drums drop So other rappers can't fuck with me like a nun Cause they know on beats my steez will leave them speechless like their tongue right Murdering rappers, all merciless swagger No love for the snakes, fuck the serpents and adders Ey yo I deal with royalty like I was working for ??ABRA?? Thinking that money must be funny quoting verses by ABBA But homie, I was never taught to write rhymes No mentor around me to authorise lines, so The only train of thought in my mind Said to play it cool, then break the rules and snort the guide lines So I'm back again on that devilish rebel tip Girls try to get there game on, this ain't netball bitch I made a name for my self saying disrespectful shit So drugs are irrelevant when getting to my level is Haters never wanna see me flow, LMR Entertainment CEO Every rap I said was crap/crack, plus ??? beats dope Yeah this battle shit is cool but check my EP though [Hook]