Don Scott - Wilin lyrics

[Verse 1: Don Scott] MKOFTEN coughing up flows for offering Often was on and off again Charged for these tracks we slaughtering As I look around all I see's a bunch of novices Probably why, Ye' put all of ya'll in a sarcophagus Flows from the esophagus right onto the page Catch me on stage a sage igniting rage into the heart of this new age The school of hard Amanda Knox Those in gla** houses should never slang rocks Props to those with flows that knock your socks But I'm a still a sober mind with creeping thoughts to relapse Head home and check my syntax And then your mail for anthrax Running ransacks on napsacks Play my cards right for these greenbacks No green cards for these wetbacks Last clap for that crack rap cuz we off that Miming rhyming in silent asylums Standing on shoulders of giants Form and alliance with tyrants I promise you I'm never playing second fiddle I'm MC Hammer and sickle cell was writing rhymes while ya'll were selling Dimes and nickels slime hands up to the sky Praise Jah Haile Sela**ie, true rasta They told me lords never worry thats just faith in the wrong direction My introspections a rejection of some of ya'll my complexion No recollection of affection for those who use pens as weapons Exposed in a matter of seconds, trained in the art of deception Call me the son of Uncle Sam Jean Claude Van Damme Curses of ham of African with verses that spam [Verse 1: Dan Relic] I'll shout some cat calls spite all my prat falls Should've would've could've been a pretty chicky's rag doll Chased by the fast ball and face hits the asphalt Pseudo Nolan Ryan leaves a rookie with a bad jaw Rudo when I'm flying turning face once the mask off Hit a lick and sipping up the liquor licking plaque off You jack offs get cast off ya bish n nish's sad song The rich will snitch on tommy hill figure that they can last long Overactive imagination laced with inpatients To pray for reigning satan for lack of an altercation Don't have a habit of wasting Don't have a cabbage for blazing Don't salvage the operation pacing with serial status My minds a myriad madness Appearing to be on acid Delirious and I'm dreaming of mysterious arachnids No matter if that's attractive The verses are a** magnets I'll be asthmatic soon from these syllabus mathematics [Verse 2: Don Scott] Watch as I calmly kamikaze these nuclear family Cosby's Some carbon copy commies move like zombies I'm acting co*ky The Glock is co*ked on your property Shotty next in the monarchy Robbery sloppy mockery, over for the camaraderie I swear the motto used to be get rich or die trying, damn Allot of ya'll been getting rich then try dying/diamond, Kobe Bryant Lion of zion's been trying to find peace of mind But been cold and defiant starring up at Orion crying, Lord! Give us this day our daily bread Get caught selling meds Claim brutality then sue the feds For your Sudafeds Make your bed you better lie in it Zionist turned to scientist Run the trap with the grimiest Giving dap with the iron first Cured some ditzy Annie Halls with Adderall Want my lyrics inscribed on bathroom stalls then tattooed on some lost cause Ya'll out for cars and applause Caught in the jaws of the laws We out for ripping it raw until these jaws drop in awe! [Outro) EHE!