Barbarian Music (EP)

Lyrics
Chorus] Ain't roccin' with us then you better move You go against us, then it's obvious you're gonna lose We can say that we're the baddest but we'd rather prove Been with the action but that ain't nothing new Yeah, we ah ah ah are barbarians Yeah, we ah ah ah are (1st Verse) You wanna talk about survival of the fittest, well I live it and talk it In the meantime, they're saying they're chasing a bag, but won't catch it cuz they're just walking You're running you're mouth and still ain't losing no weight But lost your teeth for wanting heat, see what happens when you try to bite a steak Cover your face, yo I don't think you want beef Cuz I'm the meat grinder will find ya, whether you got a penis or vagina Since they looked puzzled split 'em in half piece by piece This ain't nothing that you're used to, so here it comes with perfect time Ready or not, get ready this the first punch I plan on going for the throat and I ain't pulling no stunts Gotta give 'em what they want cuz other speakers been dry They're 'flyabetic' meaning they're too scared to take it that high No I ain't gonna lie, ain't none of my lifestyle fabricated The fabric that I'm cut from is more than just a fashion statement Ain't ever been no snitch The only time my names on blacc and white is on a checc or tattooed on a half breed bitch Soon as I raise up, they're walking around with an attitude Don't wanna see me winning, oh well, you're finna get stucc in that stupid mood Q. Allanz, I got the game so nervous to blink Made noise without faking clout, a gun or a face full of ink Not down with the he say she say cuz we doing this here the G way Fucc around get your hands and feet taped, then cut off and sold on Ebay Steady bringing the rukus to each state and we doing this often And we gritting to the fullest, it'll be that way till they close my coffin [Chorus] (2nd Verse) I see the street been losing it's light, so we had to give it a spark We ain't no vegans we sink our teeth in beef, we bite and don't bark Ain't nothing changed, I'm still droogish with my posse Sippin' on some that top of the line rine Carlos Rossi (you know it, dawg) All of my hogs is real, we bred it to innovate While y'all was going to buy some chains, we going to buy real estate And I survived this long because I played by the rules Never trust a hoe and watch out for these succas trying to have you fooled That's right, Night Lyfe, we hard to play, not half we doing this all the way Situations get sticcy like marmalade when I spit thicc hooks and bars on tape Rolling down the window, pardon me do you have any Grey Poupon Came a long way from crawling through the mud, now I'm king of the board, I'ma slay you pawns But, until the day the Q's gone I'll rep the groove strong and get my loot long And screw all the women in the Moulin that sing cute songs and wear blue thongs It's right and never wrong, but if it's wrong then we'll fix it We gone show up and show out when the smoke clears that means completed mission (3rd Verse) I'm a Golden State Warrior, a Sacramento King A L.A. Laker collecting all the rings Seems supreme to start teaching some lessons Line 'em all up and start doing some chin checcing It's checcmate time, hit 'em in they prime Since they wanna act brand new like a fresh made design Out the printer, when I enter I hinder They tender I then eat 'em up like it's my dinner I'm a winner when it comes to this man it's a cold twist Thought you was seasoned but don't taste right on the mix Look at the eclipse, was sunny now it's dark I'm a shark, I smell ya so don't even start I'm a spark, that can grow into a wildfire Won't settle down 'til I reach my desire I acquire that call, used to be my haul Now you're a leaf, fall, my reply is fucc 'em all [Chorus]
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Credits
- Writers
- Jeffery Denard Hillard
- Quincy Allan Pointer