Rude Boy

Hands to the knockers
They hate us cus they block lovers
Even got hoes till the mongers
That’s FYI so you think you be chasing mongers
And a case gone bunkers
But look, critics debunkers
But I ain't gon stop
Shi, I lost six summers
Now im back on a sick numbers
Using the streets for covers
How you gon fuck with coban hungers
Only but sharpshooters
Its In the shack to you left brokers
Now that’s liver your breathless
Tony tivess on the headdress so
*** that we hair dress oh
Checks that can ***
Folds I could care less
Look at my eyes
Im a ***
I need bedrest
You won beef you better ***
Im in your rude boy
Hanging on corner
With me gangsters, striking like vipers
No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Im in your rude boy
Hanging on corner
With me gangsters, striking like vipers
No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Say they burn every time you try to listen am
Dissing am, sees is pissing me off
With the beatness
And I still kill em all
With a razor like ***
Hit wack MC’s to me fall
You better call the nurse cus by the time
Im true with this battle verse
They gonna need an ambulance
Them gonna need a black coat
Im cursed like vampires
Eat them sees at night
Fucking differences
I still eat them in broad day light
You want beef with me nigga
Better stay out of sight
Cus the next time we meet is gonna be a street fight
Take you gums out of your mouth
Leave your tooth where they are
When you wanna freestyle
All you had to say is ah
Im in your rude boy
Hanging on corner
With me gangsters, striking like vipers
No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Im in your rude boy
Hanging on corner
With me gangsters, striking like vipers
No bother test, me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
(Talking)