Ej Laflare - 82 to 92 lyrics

[Verse: Nature Nate] There's no remedies for me, the illest similes Sick as sharing a cell with a rapist in penitentiaries For centuries These n***as ain't rappers, they just pretend to be I'm simply the hardest n***a It's funny how these thug rappers keep these guns drawn, and still can't be an artist n***a But call me "Mr. Steal Your Girl, Make Her Remember Me" The way she blow my dick, you'd think she'd auditioned for symphonies Sympathy? Never that Get back-handed slapped by the pimp in me If you should ever rap, I got dudes to rip off your shoes, you would think Cinderella's back We don't ballroom dance in this mansion We Charlie Manson the track, now that's murder He spit that verbal heat Nature Nate, have you heard of me? If you haven't, you probably need myringotomy surgery Now get your style up Everybody wanna be the sh**, until it piles up Been in the air way too long, my n***a we're high as f** Got more drive than an all wheel, you better get your mileage up Go buy some minutes Drinking juice in the hood, to society, I'm a menace I run this sh**, busting through lines like I'm finished My music is like a cavity, I just want you to feel it Have you been to the dentist? [Verse: Ej Laflare] I'm too much of a cynic to give up to these beginners We're born sinners, but some of us ain't born winners I love taking foreign hoes out to foreign dinners My bars is hot, fry these n***as like corn fritters I'm from the state where n***as drink codeine like water b**h I'm colder than ice water I don't have a degree, but guarantee that I'm smarter And you think that you're fly? Well then I'm the fly swatter You ain't k**ing that song if you want me on it My T-shirt says "Givenchy" on it I ain't gonna act like I ain't attacking these rappers I k** f** boys and choose not to clean up after I'm just a youngster tryna f** and all that Still waiting on Keisha Knight Pulliam to call back I say "This ain't rap? Well then what you call that? This is art my n***a, you don't get it, so fall back." This my vision that's cleverly written in a deep song I ain't tripping, never slipping, I got cleats on This that sh** I'm still rolling down Oriole with My girl mixed, I call her my "Oreo b**h" I'm so disrespectful Still sleeping on me? How are you this forgetful? I'm a f**ing genius n***a, hotter than Venus And still need a wheelbarrow to carry my penis [Nature Nate] Have you seen it? Vivid images Lyrical canvas We took the scenic route, n***a no doubt [Ej Laflare] That's right, n***a no doubt You should know what I'm about Three fingers inside of her cause I was a Boy Scout [Nature Nate] I'll take your b**h, and I'll f** her at your house Like "f** your couch" Ouch Did I offend you? b**h, do not call me "fam" if you are not someone I'm kin to They're mentally in a box Electronic mail I just sent you Let's see what we can get into [Ej Laflare] Yes b**h, I'm sharper than a Ginsu Penitentiary, it's muhf**ing murder what this pen do Please don't judge a n***a, you ain't been through what I've been through My mental in the galaxy, these n***as are just a Kindle [Nature Nate] Lyrical ammunition Red dot on your head, you're Hindu You know that we kick this sh** like you didn't pay and the rent's due Uh, I'm about to- [Ej Laflare] Wait, Nature I got you They wanna stop you It's impossible to stop the unstoppable [Nature Nate] Hold on Who you think you're talking to? Cut me off like I'm driving and a pedestrian's walking through? [Ej Laflare] I'm saying they don't get the bigger picture, it ain't croppable [Nature Nate] Open your eyes and realize that we're tryna make a profit too Don't believe me? Just watch the news Nature!