Anything Can Happen

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Souls of Mischief - Rap, In English

Anything Can Happen

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[Verse 1: Tajai] Yo, it's like this and only this so I'm gwaan tell Me and my moms in front of the mall and then I seen this nigga Ramel From fifth grade, I knew this kid was swift Paid was how his mind logged so he got his grind on But now it's years later, I say "Hey" to him He flash his fronts fulla Au, and "Hey you!" The warning drove from a Seville as it sped by Lead fly, ratta-tat-tatted, his blood spattered I strive to see the driver with my eye Moms grabbed sky and caught lead in her thigh I put her behind the trash can, dashed to my man It was too late, it's sad that Ramel was perforated Waited and sweated for the medics as my moms bled Even if he was alive at the scene, by now, my man Ram's dead The cops do not care 'cause our skin has too much shade in it' They'll dismiss this as some niggas misbehavin' But I'll never forget the driver of that blue Seville And live for the day to bust shots in his grill But still, I can't do this alone My crew's blind so I slip two dimes into the payphone [Verse 2: Opio & Tajai] I'll stay home, get some rest Call my girl and Tajai's on the phone talkin' about the world's end What happened? Ya moms got capped and ya nigga's dead? Ya talkin' about paybacks and bullets in the head? Well, um, hoods come in dozens but I got cousins That live around the block and they got a Glock and we can swiftly bust 'em I trust 'em with my life and plus the Glock is light and easily concealed, easy it'll peel a cap, right? Hey, Tajai, don't stop, rap too tight Yo, Taj, man, you a'ight, man? (Yeah, let's just get them niggas) Maintain composure, hit the doja Pick a book up, don't be shook up, I got hook up Looked up my ManiPhesto, I need the special Teams for the schemes, get A-Plus so he can brings the blueprints to the residence The measurements and features, we're gonna cause explosions with Clorox Bleach and (Boom!) Ping pong balls, hear through walls with a stethoscope Tap their phones, watch their every move with a telescope Peep their favorite spots, inventing plots for their demise On the DL, make sure to the crimes, we have no ties [Verse 3: Phesto] Around about noon, I got a buzz on my ringer (Ring!) What a humdinger, what happened to Tajai's momma? Goner was some kid named Ramel My mission was to flip the apparel, escaping by my coat tails And from thrifty, swiftly lift the ping pong balls in hand I ran where I was most suspected to be founded Bounded up my pals and snuffed the ruff necks who buck tips Hollow and follow and trace every single face then deface them in any way we could Infecting, injecting, HIV needles might be feeble But we was not with the consequences being much worse A-Plus will adjust the plan to work with no quirks [Verse 4: A-Plus] Ten o'clock, on the dot, meet around the block From his crib, we can get this kid shot, plus I got his sister on my tip (Word?) She says she's ready to try us Let's get her and break off all her fingers with some pliers (Nah, that's ill, haha) Anyway, Tajai, jet around to the back and be strapped Since it was ya moms, you should gat that criminal Shoot him in his kneecaps first Don't waste no time, you see that grill, remember, we blast first Opio and Phesto, let's go get the south window exits In your Lexus is the moment we should flex, it's definitely on, I bust one to the front We got the exits covered, there's no way that he can run The stupid nigga ran to the back like I expected Tajai said skip the knees, saw his grill, he shot and wrecked it (Yeah) Death is what he got, yo, he shot and he started all the cappin' But now he knows, anything can happen!

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Credits

Writers
  • Opio
  • Tajai
  • A-Plus
  • Phesto Dee