One Verse, a Thousand Coffins

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah! Oh yeah It's N-A-S-T-Y nigga Venimous Productions, I represent Leggo Yeah, one verse a thousand coffins Yeah Look [Verse] My pops told me to focus more on my studies And I promised I was gon' keep it real Lyric book on my table I'm just improving my reading skills Tryna make a reality out of my Lamborghini Diablo dreams And having girls come in two's and three's just like piano keys When they try to sleep on me, I told 'em I got a couch to spare Fame is like a city, it's only a couple of hours from here Fake friends be hating quiet, hope they get this loud and clear I don't give a damn, like what God did with them apples yeah Pretty girls stop and stare, I let em catch a glimpse Reality is a prostitute, we are just a bunch of pimps Man this shit is basic, you just witnessed the greatness I told Mesh, boy I'm a beast To say the least, I'mma be famous Man them haters pay us, tell em lick my damn anus Pause I rap for you at first cause Daddy said don't talk to strangers, dawg I guess he don't like Moze Cash is my favorite type of cake Back against the haters, middle finger yeah that's my bouquet Call me N-A-S-T-Y Short nigga, lack advice And my girl be pretty, with some crazy stupid yellow thighs Tighten my screws, oil my engines Feeling like I'm the only one in the game Y'all occupying benches VP Got some bad groupies twerking for us One verse, a thousand coffins I don't even need a chorus We are family Musical brothers, no not them Jonas' Street nigga Dinner in them corners, care to join us? Oh yeah [Bridge] Oh no I'm not done fella Oh no I'm not done What was you thinking Thicker than, thicker than cane With the gang, with the gang With a gang thicker than cane With a gang thicker than cane With a gang thicker than cane I love this mic I love my knife I stab a nigga I stab your eyes I made your heart I take your light Take you apart I kill you tonight I don't waste no time Yo, you finna go tomorrow? I don't even ask No motherfuckin' sorrow I ain't got no feelings So I don't love no bitch I ain't got no [?] So I don't love no snitch I don't know why you ain't stop mo'fucking recording Cause I finished my verse a long time ago But you niggas bored us- Let go Haha! [Outro] It's N-A-S-T-Y, Czzle Czzle Yo I'm in the studio right here Um, me sitting on a desk right now recording this He piling laughing at it Stupid, I don't need [?] But I got Awesome in the studio with me Yeah he's here man Y'all know Shout-outs to him Shout-outs to my crew Venimous Production man Flowdelic Elements I see you too man Man, I ain't turn my back on nobody I got a whole lot of different families man You know what I mean Shout-outs to my niggas Kay-Cee Madplay, on tour Oh they call him Brandon Leo right now Brandon Leo? Virus! One verse, a thousand coffins