Lame Duck

Lyrics

Hook 1 Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don't write enough Man y'all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck Verse 1 Tru Trilla I leave no survivors, flow molten lava Who the best from Newark to Budapest you a liar I rip your poster Piss on your stage burn your flyer We'll fly through your car window, shoot out the tyres You ain't hot dog, no papaya You're boxed off like a flat top Chopped up like crack rock Bagged up in my stash spot Flow dangerous, we a lock out tag Short upper cut will shock you You get knocked out fast Shot the fuck up, cos your ass hopped out last You got the smartest mouth The dumbest one in the class, scared to read out loud Cos everybody'll laugh, that shit trash Hook 2 – Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don't write enough Man y'all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck Verse 2 - Fly Kwa It's kinda funny some niggas grow they stay the same I'm blowin' smoke in a new V when I'm changin' lanes Niggas talk a good game they some sore losers 050 the drug that they all usin' Gotta push it in the hood the money is comin' If it's beef it's beef, if it's nothin' it's nothin' I turn nothin into somethin with some hustles baby All in the south war goin' fuckin' crazy Young niggas as well, and they got em choppers Who the fuck you gonna call, Ras Baraka We them street soldiers, don't wanna war with Kwa We'll have your whole house surrounded like the warrant squad Hook 3 Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don't write enough Man y'all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck Verse 3 - Prince Ak They lost in the dark I call it private The game too dim we can't alight it Gems we spit got 'em excited Flow yo it's the tightest, rappers they try and bite it Ask him, he'll deny it Prince Ak he's the flyest Genitals riders they on my private My shock is glow Bruce Leroy Heroin bars we're spittin' d boy We're the real they the decoy The real definition of a G Boy Yeah they rappin' but they don't write enough Hear the shit that they spittin' but they ain't as tight as us Hook 4 Tru Trilla Out of the dark we came to light it up Everybody the best but they don't write enough Man y'all a mess you better tighten up Gun in your face too late to hate lame duck