Did U Ever Think

Flatbush Zombies & Issa Gold & Joey Bada$$ - Rap, East Coast Rap
Did U Ever Think
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[Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Me and my faction don't like askin' questions (Uh-uh) Strictly blunt sessions Speakin' on the dead man, you must have a death wish I kill you with these bars, that's more like a death sentence I promise you that I'm type demented My mind stay crime infested I think I lost my soul three years ago, still tryna catch it Cut my own head off 'cause I needed to balance (Woah) Ego too big to manage Not to kill a nigga every day probably my biggest challenge Imagine if I was selfish and kept away all this talent Didn't think it, never spat it I'd probably be skullied down and gatted, robbin' local scammers That's all for credit card in empty traffic I love to be alone, I'm comfy in the casket To me, it's like a hammock Never bow to any challenge Catch case, filled with rage I split they face, I'm deranged Cannot be tamed, I break they cage When in range, I twist they face with six-inch blades Back again, I'm Durt Cobain, in golden fangs I kill you and wear blood-stained shirt to your wake I be around the crossfire like KKK [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$] The epitome of greatness Stay stiff, me and my niggas about to make shift Patience, feel the rhythm and the cadence Got no time for hate statements They try to keep the beast caged in, that's why we ragin' Sittin' on some heat that could probably melt a glacier Fire man couldn't walk a mile in these blazers They know my element Been wonderin' where the hell I been Tryna put the fire out, I came back definite Feelin' like a mouse in a house full of elephants Niggas run they mouth, but they never this eloquent I'm high-definitely To your bitch, for she always represent me She wanna kick it with the Beast Coast resident Pockets full of white excellence Said she tryna jiggy with a couple black menaces 'Cause we got bars and got it locked in these sentences All these bitches jailbait, keep your guard up for hell's sake Open up your cell gate, cell block, three eyes, see Joe like G.I. Commander in chief, don't ask me why I be high More buzz and more honeys than a beehive The Badmon, young kingpin I move dope with that ink pen Been up all year, my third eye ain't even blinkin' With this flow, it's guaranteed to leave you sinkin' Hit this 'dro guaranteed to leave you thinkin' No warranty, just disorderly conduct For an Erick Arc Elliott presented product All the stars is lined up, risin' sun on the horizon The Beast Coast connection still deep like Verizon [Chorus: Joey Bada$$] Did you ever think that you would be this real? Did you ever think that you would get a deal? Did you ever think that you would be this slick? Did you ever think that you would be the shit? C'mon Did you ever think that you would be this real? Did you ever think that you would get a deal? Did you ever think that you would be this slick? Did you ever think that you would be the shit? C'mon [Verse 3: Issa Gold] I done seen dark sour demons playing for keep cards But be smart, this game will eat your weak heart Divine source liberate a dry corpse Designer thoughts help me manuever life's course You play hard, show your facade you get squashed Bumblebee niggas be frontin' they stings sharp But they fuckin' flowers Step to gods, son, you get devoured Super power, Clark Kent on top of a tower Looking down, peeping the town What's going around bump their feeble sound Submerge your crown Making you drown, but still I rise and synchronize So I can read the signs chase the prize Breaking these lego niggas back down to size Get yo piece of pie, it's supper time I'm eating mine, I'm one of a kind A present king from past tribes We live in troubled times Internal crime done by the same guys we trust with lives Pray for demise I'm painting, let me do my thing Your top artist [?] or two [?] Bumping they music will leave you stupid like heroine Rather medicine, that sticky That proper sediment for betterment [Verse 4: Erick Arc Elliott] The truest of students, a truant since two Too egotistical to respect your principal or your principles I might smack a teacher while I read the rules Tell 'em Blue's Clues Cut his noose loose, let him hang high 'til he doo doo Prune juice, no shit, couple screws loose Flawed mentally, but there's no sympathy When I begin this rapping, this image of me was imminent Prevalence to avoid the censorship I sense the element Niggas talking reckless only motivates the presidents Nigga even fuck the presidents said it for the hell of it Dead boy delegate stashed like Tom Selleck Should I relish in that endeavor platinum level Gold chains and flipping grams like capo era I touch basics I hate it when niggas make these blank statements Why I check before I'm banking on your greatness [Chorus: Joey Bada$$] Did you ever think that you would be this real? Did you ever think that you would get a deal? Did you ever think that you would be this slick? Did you ever think that you would be the shit? C'mon Did you ever think that you would be this real? Did you ever think that you would get a deal? Did you ever think that you would be this slick? Did you ever think that you would be the shit? C'mon
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Credits
- Writers
- Issa Gold
- Joey Bada$$
- Erick the Architect
- Meechy Darko