araabMUZIK - Random Bars lyrics

[Intro] *You're now listening to AraabMUZIK* Random bars, that's what we gonna call this This is like a thank you Thank you [Verse] Now Ryan's wit is electric like appliances Now let the flying fist wreck ya, I insist I'm here to tap some draws, tap some jaws, ballin' that's for yall I'm here to palm the f**in' globe like a basketball They told me I was gold I ain't react at all I'm stayin' hungry like Em while these ho's act in awe f** money, but tell the government give me some since they print it I'm a schizophrenic, mental clinic, pencil pennin' Pimp lieutenant livin' to fight in which if you flinch you in it Quit your pretendin' you here to be saved I'm simply sent to be sinnin' Your minds on quitter your vibes on bitter Check my file my resume is verified on Twitter Your jeans got a p**y under it I'll hang up a sign that says your place with a arrow pointin' down and put you under it You rapping all lies n***as Misery love company a** groupie a** basketball wive n***as I been a vet reppin' since Eminem's test record Which was better then any of our enemies best efforts An it was just us then, we been the best bet then We been on top of our green like vinaigrette dressing You should re-group from the fire If your k**ers resemble Keisha from New Jack City or Snoop from The Wire The only beefin' I'm doing with p**y is screwing Your crew is in ruins we eat'n an all you doing is chewing The only swallowing being done is by your girl You couldn't digest that you probably try an earl I gotta right hand, it's Debo cold Run into it playing and end up with Steve-O's nose I will leave you where you riffing at Yelling take that, while I click an clack two guns that I nicknamed "This and That" I play the tune of violence for hours with the same gun that Nas used till I gave you power rewind an listen back My sh**'s a mansion, your sh**'s a shack now check your handguns We can go tit for tat it's a fact like correct answers The damn drum'll leave you in the can with your Samsung Can put a foot in your mouth, without a damn tongue You plus one on the list at the club with your boy don't give you the right to challenge a pro, you And-1 n***a I don't got no story All I know is I'm quick to pop an put that boy in a hole, turn his body to a suppository While yall hard I'm rolling alone I get your broad pregnant then I pay to abort it with a card over the phone If people could endure Royce more, I'm so in the zone Speak with your indoor voice, boy; lower your tone So now the sky's the limit My shades cover eyes that are windows to his soul that's private, ho, mind your business You're contracts on the table looking like a tarnished napkin My contracts on the table looking like the Donald's taxes Yeah, y'all n***as acting real light-skinned Stick a knife in your right hand Tell you sit your five dollar a** down 'fore I make change, ask yo' a** what you say n***a? Aight then Now that I'm(a) pen perks executive I'll call you a *censored* Draw the line and let you insert the expletive, Nickel!