Thunderdome

Lyrics
Everybody knows who I am and how I am, it be action first, not too much talking Usually roccing all by myself, but if it gets thicc, I'll call my squadron So what that I do this music, I'll stop this beat and knocc your noggin Acting like they wanna take it there, are you sure you want that problem If you ain't with the shit, then make your way towards the exit sign Since you wanna feel the heat, I guess you gone be next in line I'll be here for a minute, but this won't be no test of time Bet you by golly that shit you throwing won't penetrate this vest of mine And I ain't hard to find, you can always see me in the trenches Muthafucc the judge, he's already plotting on giving me a life sentence Your disses ain't working, even your threats don't really match Honestly, I wish you wood And just because I'm older I ain't trying to pull the bully rank I'm just sicc of these rappers talking tough knowing that their pussy stank Me fall on my face, boy, don't get hopes up You will up end in a car, looking at the stars, not alive 'cuz you got your throat cut I'm serious when I say it, feel like I can't ve faded None of my movements come with a cheat code, why explain, I ain't to ve played with Yeah, that's right, I'm a different breed, acquired taste like a artichoke Every since the day my momma told my daddy her water broke Succas and bitches be knowing as soon as I go to that level, it's finna ve curtains Death's for certain, when I squeeze off, murder's gone be worth it Saying you're in the field all day, you're scared to get your uniform dirty You don't fit the description, homie, you gotta be in 'cuz your bitch's curfew Speaking of bitches, I don't want her if she can't make me cash So, you thinking your pussy's good don't do nothing but make me laugh You can't mistake me as, that succa that you played in class And stopping your looks will do it, I already had a Stacey Dash That urge of wanting to beef, better keep that under managed Running up on me, you gone get severe tire damage Dammit, I'm philosophical like Aristotle Tell the truth and spin the bottle, off the gas, I hit the throttle And I know they really don't want me to shine They put the F in front of Q over a thousand times Call me original cuz I'd rather spit these vicious rhymes And ain't dissing yo dead homies, I ain't scared of them when they was alive And I ain't speaking jive like bacc in the days, I'm on my tip Bullets ain't got no names on 'em, but all of mine says Willie Lynch I'm dangerous just by breathing, really a demon with a gun Fucc a a 30 clip my aim is good so I only need one I put it out there and it's not a secret Already going off the deep end, soon as my feet walk on the cement That's just a fact, my act is not conceited Go against me if you wanna, bet you I can stop your defense All said and done required doctors treatment Then again, when I'm locced and seaking, might be hard to stop the bleeding It's time to push, you better pay attention what that clocc is reading Don't worry about retaliation 'cuz you're not gonna need it This is the proper thesis, even got the cops retreating Most of you succas be lost in treason, can't even prove your blocc is decent Everyone in the room better be quiet when I start the preaching I'ma show I rocc the meanest, I'm the POTUS you're not impeaching And when I put my seat in, y'all better pray I don't bring my team in Cuz I'ma shove it right in your face so all of y'all can see it Thunderdome
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Credits
- Writers
- Quincy Allan Pointer