Baahir Jinadu - Moshpit Symphony lyrics

[Intro: Yung Kevo from the H] Life s**s and then you die But even if this sh** s**s take it by its f**ing neck and make the most of it. Don't let nobody hold you back in anything that you do. End of they day they'll f** around and die before you And that's real sh** Moshpit [Verse 1: Yung Kevo from the H] Blood and bayonets changed to bloods with berettas A Cold War with no k**ers to clapping steal with no winners Who came first n***a the chicken or the egg I could give two sh**s if they gon' both end up dead Grab it by its head just to snap his f**ing neck But I gave away the egg Trade my ruler for a tech I meant Ruger for a tech What's Texas without the tech What's breakfast without the eggs We could run it without the legs Pause Bullets creep through his window While he was playing Nintendo Before the dreams of the Enzo Before the sweat in the end zone Before the M4 with the Camo Before he ever thought of the Lambo Before the distress with no damsels Before "hunnid bands" was his anthem What's medication with no dedication Finals got me suicidal but this ain't my destination So I hop right back on that coaster Stick my hand inside of the toaster Eager green it looks like an ogre Lean put my spleen on that poster Nothing for his family took his father sons And uncles uncles Pulled up on his block and blasted acne for the gears to jumble Are you a k**er till you on the wrong end of that shotty? Till someone puts the left end of the AK to your body? That trigger squeeze you on your knees you just a pre-existing zombie Ice cap on the glacier clouds sit pretty above it It's the year 3000 nitrogen melted off your stomach Ice cold heart so why the f** shouldn't you love it AR go "RA" I'm backwards till the day I kick the bucket Failed on instrumentals to spit the same way that the Ruger spray Boo bop no kids bop Not what the Nina say Six pounds of pressure to put a n***a in the ground today Six pounds of pressure turn ya smile into a frown today Use Excalibur to pierce his f**ing heart Companions are batteries for flashlights in the dark I want to stop the vibrations and thumping under the rib cage My life's a f**ing story be sure to read ahead of this page [Verse 2: Baahir Jinadu] They underestimating These jokers really playing Get famous then they might start bending backwards like the matrix I'm popping if they hating Like Goku, I'm just saying(saiyan) My name is everywhere so you can call me China made in Vacay in Miami, spitting bar like Xanny I stay hip to it so that mean I'm packing fanny I'll do you like a beat and chop you up on some Van-Dammy And I'm a SoundCloud rapper, that means I can win a Grammy Anomaly I call to me, realest flow, no artery I'm tryna make a star of me, so don't lower the bar for me So far behind you hard to see My bars are sweet like Halloween You wonder why it's hot in here I hit the beat with arsonry This rap is just an art to me These rappers spitting sorrily, it's just the truth so pardon me You know you getting famous when people start with the hating But I really can't complain ‘cause it's free marketing like Carvery Moshpit Out from the West, now I'm down in the South I'm talking hard 'cause rocks in my mouth I do not know what y'all talking about If you say that my lyrics can't take you to town Back on this beat again, bomb like the president Thinking of crossing me, I do not recommend Current like present tense, sleep on me negligent If they doubt me then I make sure I benefit Thought I ended it, but they stay meddling Whip looking rented and Songs we dropping just making us relevant Ain't periodic but I'm in my element I'm really selling it, I'm really selling it Verse too smooth how I come at it, elegant Keeping it pushing, keeping it pushing Mean time I'll just light it up like I'm Edison Don't come near my boundary, do you understand me Benz do 4.25, but wind don't stop me like I'm Randy Diamonds in my mouth, Mayweather fighting Manny I hit the beat so hard they gave me charges of manhandling Just arrived in England, I made a London landing Then I flew to Spain, I had to hit 'em with the Spanny They never gonna catch me, yeah they never gonna catch me Might as well call me a lighter 'cause they never gonna match me