Joko Tha' Rapper - Ghetto Battle Cry lyrics

[Verse 1: Tech$ Finesse] Started in the warmth' now its brick No matter where I'm at pockets think Standing on the block sippin' hinnay' I be goin' dumb, I be goin' silly Rest my weary head on top of my pillay' Pick up a jacket b**h its kind of chillay' North side I'm outside and my dick hole cuz' its freezing I get cheese cuz' its easy and yo girl is tryna' please me Damn, lemme slow it down for I get a rape charge b**hes pluckin' from my tree cuz' my purple grapes large I got a ghetto battle cry,heard from Sip to NY Leave Los Angeles and headover to Chi The symphony is Global connected like virgin mobile n***as tired of struggling co*ked clips and went postal We headed to that safe for that government loot Thieves,thugs,gangstas, and crack addicts were the troops Don't forget the prostitutes the masterminds of scheming The good verses the bad looking like angels and demons Real g's they multiply fake cowards shiver and die Speak no lie 187 straight homicide,oh no wait,that it ain't how he died He had crack, that crack crack I'm to real sharp shooter vision army ranger mentality That's why the boy stay straped Venomous flow oxygen running low that's from the boy being in a gas chamber But it don't faze me remember me I crack pipes fake people I dislike I bleed chrome shell tops don't be up in my zone Cause that crack that me, crack that is me Eat them bones like I'm bath salt n***a like me is full of energy When I'm sipping Hennessy shortly after I'm k**ing enemies All these emcees who think they be The sh** feminine a** n***as Yea' stay s**ing dick balling on these hoes like I'mma f**ing maverick Poof y'all gone just like magic You in a casket man that sh** is tragic but pa** the chronic and a lil' Gin D' tonic laughing at these n***as Call that sh** a comic bum n***as like you is really common how you live with that on your conscience I'll put you out of your misery I promise [Look I'm stoned x2] [Verse 2] Started in the warmth' now its brick No matter where I'm at pockets think Standing on the block sippin' hinnay' I be goin' dumb, I be goin' silly Rest my weary head on top of my pillay' Pick up a jacket b**h its kind of chillay' North side I'm outside And look I'm stoned all out of my mind and if you hate that well you can stand up in the line You won't be able to read this cause my flow is so straight-up tight and I recite. Ha Dope a** lyrics every-time Cause I'm so dope Once or twice I sold coke I sell pills to but on down-low All ova the floor. you know how my mind goes. I'm over this beat