Laurie Horror

[Hook: Saige]

Baby, where you goin'
When it seems like by now
That you can't keep blowin'

[Verse 1: NDGO]

I take my time and make the rhyme a killer
Fate erased the ceiling so I take the willing, hate mistakes the villain
These niggas waiting for a taste, I got the pastry filling
These bitches waiting for Satan, they get impatient drilling
You get in the path, I'm taken your past and future
I'm doing the math, the making of Lex Luthor
Abstract niggas doing abstract things
Watching backpack niggas wearing abstract chains
And her ass fat, grab that, gives a nigga pains
So we pass that, that's that, now we can maintain
You bet this shooter don't miss
(wait) the prosecutor got pissed
Reminisce on the gifts from the misfit race
From abyss we exists and insist to relate
Fuck friends, I got enough of 'em
You give a dollar to a demon now they're scheming and you're stuck with em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: NDGO]

I'm wanting to blast
I wish they'd take the bombs away
I'm ready for class
Teach 'em to make their problems fade
Meet me in the promenade, catch me 'fore I'm nominated
These niggas hated, now elated by these proper sayings
They ready to learn
But what do they ask?
How to get past
And how to do day-to-day shit
I'm master of this rap shit
Fuck all the wack MCs
I sever whatever the task is
And sever the past like history
They got us fillin up caskets
Storytellers ask me something bout a jubilee
But I ain't jubilant, there's tasks so move fast
Foolish is the chemist baskin' in his lab
I let him tug on this life shit
And ask me for it back

[Hook]

[[Transform]]

[Verse 3: NDGO]

There's no place for a G when it's just me
Standing in the ring I knock it out like Ali
Im out here gettin paper, you still asking what's free
So when I see ya later, ya ass is still lookin' cheap
Frequently you wait for paper, I go out and get it
Are you aching? I feel good, so you won't ever catch me sitting
I was given a gift of lifting up through simple words I've written
While I'm lifted I'm not high I say 'hi' and handle business
Hold witness to my shit and listen to my sound
When I'm doing this
I never screw it up, I lay it down
I'm the hammer, this the nail
In the wall, that will not fall, I built it tall
So let me tell you bout the stuff that kills em all --
Laurie Horror
What you got baby?
Tell me bout ya new shit
And if you got babies
Tell me if you knew this
You better not baby
I be on that colder weather
They be on them hot ladies...