[Intro: Izzy Jone$]
Do - DoDoDoDoDoDoDo!
(Yeah!)
Dollar (SQUID!)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to stunt like the baddest bitch
The world right now nigga (NIGGA!)
Nigga, nigga, squid, dollar
YO!
[Verse 1: Izzy Jone$]
Counting up the paper (Boaw!)
Rollin' through my mind in a scraper (Boaw!)
Shocking most haters with a taser
The pen build's a fort and my rhymes are the fader
Nigga
Bound and crowned the king of the misfits
I'm tripping, I'm the guy that's mad quiet but rip shit
She approached 'Shaad but I slid and grabbed the digits
By the end of our conversation
She was obsessed with hieroglyphics
Dollar the hustler
Shit is preposterous
Spell check in a mosh-pit
Corrected through a faucet
Just a nappy headed prince
With some focus
It's supercalifragilisticexpiali-DOPESHIT
Not up for conflict but mad rad in the summer
If you ever actually hit
Better watch out for my brother's (BJF nigga)
Top shot like Dos'Equis, Squid
Forever, nigga, it's be, je, efe
(Dollar!, Word!)
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
Forsake the past
Ain't got no time for snakes in the grass
My niggas rad, doper than dope
And we breaking the bad
Knuckles brass, walk in the place
Hoes shakin' that ass
World breakers takin' globe
With a pen and a pad (x2)
[Verse 2: jaytHadon.]
Peep the future and gander at this rapping abomination
Karma suture take a look at what's soon to be domination
In pursuit of, taking over entire nations
I'mma shoot you with these gats stuffed into these backpack raps
Take a nap before I clap with this meat in my lap
And mentally I'm meant to be, spitting this chemistry
I know you feeling me like you getting fucked by the sin in me
Taking my pen and slaughtering all of my enemies
Weapons of mass destruction, ain't no defense from the
Epitome of the sick of the sickily, leaving my adversaries looking pissy
As we shitting on many and many fuck with the beeper clan
But we don't fuck with many
We really in an insidious city, chilling with legends like Lenon and Biggie
With bodies as big as a building while we building an empire
But we really chilling
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
[Verse 3: Just'Shaad]
The reigning class clown
Laugh, I maneuver the ash now
Of my foes so I send a rose to esteems that I've shot down
Blowing off steams to support reasons as to why I'm hot now
Crippling crutched fag rappers who lunge for riches and style
The Houdini, to your career
Not advised to venture here
Unless remedial classes and dentures will suit you like Easter Sunday
How punchlines hit you
(It's) Ali in his prime
Times 9/11, divided by 911
Meaning I'm one of a kind
Still blowing minds
So take this stick of dynamite & swallow cyanide
And nighty night (nigga)
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
[Verse 4: Roger Rebel]
Pull up a seat, listen as I beat up this beat
Out of the pan into the fire and into my teeth
Don't fuck with me
Panties in bunch with a list of the rappers I pissed off
Then ripped a clip off, in my mouth then sent a pit fall
Take my team and lift off
Opposition soundin' atrocious
Split y'all in half
Noob Saibot better yet Moses
Y'all think my roses don't stink, till I overflowed(ed) my tank
Then overdosed on dopest potion (over-loaded my bank)
I got more knowledge than siri tho
Till the point paralyzed still feel me tho
They say my papi was sposed to copy
I scratched the serial, criminal
Tryna capture masses, nirvana
My nightmares'll turn to dreams when I wake up in manana
And my dreams'll be triple beam
When I spit I spit a sauna
The whole world collapse from my earth shakin' trauma
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
Whispers
[Verse 5: Daige]
See I done came a long way, over coming these obstacles
Goin' at ya head now, something like a follicle
To think that I ain't killin' shit
Man that's not even logical
Still got the power to put emcees in hospitals
I got big dreams, happen to my psyche
Probably chillin' with Jay & Bee
Rollin' some blue ivy
See I'm always motivated, shout out to the bro tim
And if you hate I'll drown you in a Frank Ocean
Man, y'all fail to realize that I'm a cold artist
You wanna come up with recycled flows you are just garbage
Sleepin' on the hardest? All I see is targets
These bars don't come free you'll be lucky to get a bargain
Ha, like a thrift store do
Come on man what's this game without DejaVu
See I'm sicker than allergies, but sweeter than cavities
My niggas got soul(sole) like a fucking nike factory
Done
Do - DoDoDoDoDoDoDo!
(Yeah!)
Dollar (SQUID!)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to stunt like the baddest bitch
The world right now nigga (NIGGA!)
Nigga, nigga, squid, dollar
YO!
[Verse 1: Izzy Jone$]
Counting up the paper (Boaw!)
Rollin' through my mind in a scraper (Boaw!)
Shocking most haters with a taser
The pen build's a fort and my rhymes are the fader
Nigga
Bound and crowned the king of the misfits
I'm tripping, I'm the guy that's mad quiet but rip shit
She approached 'Shaad but I slid and grabbed the digits
By the end of our conversation
She was obsessed with hieroglyphics
Dollar the hustler
Shit is preposterous
Spell check in a mosh-pit
Corrected through a faucet
Just a nappy headed prince
With some focus
It's supercalifragilisticexpiali-DOPESHIT
Not up for conflict but mad rad in the summer
If you ever actually hit
Better watch out for my brother's (BJF nigga)
Top shot like Dos'Equis, Squid
Forever, nigga, it's be, je, efe
(Dollar!, Word!)
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
Forsake the past
Ain't got no time for snakes in the grass
My niggas rad, doper than dope
And we breaking the bad
Knuckles brass, walk in the place
Hoes shakin' that ass
World breakers takin' globe
With a pen and a pad (x2)
[Verse 2: jaytHadon.]
Peep the future and gander at this rapping abomination
Karma suture take a look at what's soon to be domination
In pursuit of, taking over entire nations
I'mma shoot you with these gats stuffed into these backpack raps
Take a nap before I clap with this meat in my lap
And mentally I'm meant to be, spitting this chemistry
I know you feeling me like you getting fucked by the sin in me
Taking my pen and slaughtering all of my enemies
Weapons of mass destruction, ain't no defense from the
Epitome of the sick of the sickily, leaving my adversaries looking pissy
As we shitting on many and many fuck with the beeper clan
But we don't fuck with many
We really in an insidious city, chilling with legends like Lenon and Biggie
With bodies as big as a building while we building an empire
But we really chilling
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
[Verse 3: Just'Shaad]
The reigning class clown
Laugh, I maneuver the ash now
Of my foes so I send a rose to esteems that I've shot down
Blowing off steams to support reasons as to why I'm hot now
Crippling crutched fag rappers who lunge for riches and style
The Houdini, to your career
Not advised to venture here
Unless remedial classes and dentures will suit you like Easter Sunday
How punchlines hit you
(It's) Ali in his prime
Times 9/11, divided by 911
Meaning I'm one of a kind
Still blowing minds
So take this stick of dynamite & swallow cyanide
And nighty night (nigga)
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
[Verse 4: Roger Rebel]
Pull up a seat, listen as I beat up this beat
Out of the pan into the fire and into my teeth
Don't fuck with me
Panties in bunch with a list of the rappers I pissed off
Then ripped a clip off, in my mouth then sent a pit fall
Take my team and lift off
Opposition soundin' atrocious
Split y'all in half
Noob Saibot better yet Moses
Y'all think my roses don't stink, till I overflowed(ed) my tank
Then overdosed on dopest potion (over-loaded my bank)
I got more knowledge than siri tho
Till the point paralyzed still feel me tho
They say my papi was sposed to copy
I scratched the serial, criminal
Tryna capture masses, nirvana
My nightmares'll turn to dreams when I wake up in manana
And my dreams'll be triple beam
When I spit I spit a sauna
The whole world collapse from my earth shakin' trauma
[Hook: Roger Rebel]
Whispers
[Verse 5: Daige]
See I done came a long way, over coming these obstacles
Goin' at ya head now, something like a follicle
To think that I ain't killin' shit
Man that's not even logical
Still got the power to put emcees in hospitals
I got big dreams, happen to my psyche
Probably chillin' with Jay & Bee
Rollin' some blue ivy
See I'm always motivated, shout out to the bro tim
And if you hate I'll drown you in a Frank Ocean
Man, y'all fail to realize that I'm a cold artist
You wanna come up with recycled flows you are just garbage
Sleepin' on the hardest? All I see is targets
These bars don't come free you'll be lucky to get a bargain
Ha, like a thrift store do
Come on man what's this game without DejaVu
See I'm sicker than allergies, but sweeter than cavities
My niggas got soul(sole) like a fucking nike factory
Done
( Beepers & Jungle Fever )
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