Warnin’ Shot Lyrics
[Verse one: Lil' Josh]
Yo, this is a warnin' shot
For all those "rappers" ruining hip-hop
Y'all rappin' money, bitches, and cars, just stop
I'm coming below the underground, 5 years, I'm on top
Skinny Jeans Vs. Dickies, that's a battle that oughta be fought
Lil' Josh's mixtape, yeah it's hott
That's what I have what chu got?
Sorry Holmes, didn't mean to put you on the spot
Let's battle in the school's parking lot
Eddy D. -yea a twisted-ass knot-
I'm doper than Courtney Love's Crack
Gimme a pen and paper, I'll attack
Diss me, it's lyrical homicide on your own track
Real Music? Yeah that's my knack
Real Gucci? Yeah, what the hell is that?
Fuck Dopehouse and Carlos Coy
Tryin' to live life, like a teenage boy
Maybach Music, damn dude, whatta shame
Ricky Ross freeway officer of fakes in the game
Ain't even clever enough to come up with his own name
And then you got Daddy snitchin', how lame?
Fuck MTV and the radio, oh dang!
Call me crazy, shit, I prefer insane
I don't need to be so icey to entertain
Mr. Zone 6, yeah, You, Gucci Mane
Lil' Josh keeps doin' his thang
If you got beef, go ahead and drop the patty
But your attention does grab me
The skills you lack are to shabby
Your comebacks ain't even snappy
Oh, dang, Josh, just lapped me
Damn straight laddie
I'm just doin my Job, what makes me happy
My generation's music has got me kinda crabby
Just take this knife and stab me
Here's your chance to put Lil' Josh down
I know wanna of you faggots are gonna try after this track gets around
Picking up a pen and pad? Why clown?
Y'all should know not to compete with my sound
I think we all know I'm the most respected proper noun
Oh, what's that? Gettin' smart on you? Thought I saw a frown?
[Verse two: Lil' Josh]
(Midwest where ya at)
Don't make this warnin' shot get plural
Or else it won't be a pretty lil' world
Go ahead and fuck with me, see what'll happen
Feud with me and your career's already snappin'
Tucker O'Neil go ahead and keep laughin'
You got Eddy pissed, better start strappin'
Eddy ain't scared to go to jail for another stabin'
Have your ass buried behind a Rocky Mountain Cabin
Look at me goin' hard, y'all goin' soft
Rappin' is my drink, call me David Hasslehoff
My flow's sick, I ain't ever gettin' rid of this cough
Use to think Wiz Khalifa's shit was dope
Re-listened to his mixtape, Wiz Khalifa's shit's a joke
"Kleenex" made me realise, he'd be wrecked if he was broke
Fuck Taylor Gang it's "Lil' Josh or croak"
Ain't nobody fuckin' with my zone
Shoutout to the 419, my second home
Joshua Gloor's a psycho path,yes I've known
The Line between fake and real music made me
Not enough artists taking the same route as JG
Bitch, realise my music ain't no episode of Glee
Realise my lifestyle ain't no MTV
Realise my shit's dope, you see?
Realise that hip-hop needs me