Roach - Drop the World Remix lyrics

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Roach - Drop the World Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Papa Pill] Get in the position to listen I'm not dissin' the poor kids into submission But I envision some people I'm pissin' Off, they can s** it And then my a**, man, they must be kissin' Marijuana could not have even stopped the primadonnas We bottle some babies heads, hot as a pepper injection To the section of the brain, I'm saying the brain's Melting at the count of three Charge your battery Mindset free, but yet words couldn't have served a better purpose to me A nurse couldn't stop the ill from Papa Pill Villain cracker, attacker,left unguarded, don't stop, I'll snatch ya Dont run, I'll catch ya Bet you never seen one as mean as me Since you saw a scene from a movie that deals with the number 13 It's in my genes I'm a team, can't you see? It is me, let me be ... Get away Bodies in a rave There's no better way On a Saturday Gotta get a say f** any expectations Fly high on an expedition In the stars I'll set my mission No way I'll be repetition Break rules, sedition There I will defeat my competition once more And I'll bash on any male idiots and dumb who*es [Verse 2: Roach] Up in the sky, yeah I fly high They say I'm a fly guy, make them lie guy And damn, must be a great spy Cause I'm undercover, all the time E-S-P-I-onage Stuck on you like a decoupage Stuck on you like Matt Damon Look, what I'm sayin' is, girl I want to make a montage You saying maybe? Shut the f** up, trick You must be a sick pup I'll f** a trick up, Yeah I'll f** around till my dick get a lick up Exploding like an Explosm C-H knows it Finger them like Tosin Rocking back and forth, this dog's leading the pack, watch your toes So f** it, guess I'll pick the world up Drop it on you, leave you curled up And when Pixar gets to my mixer He'll be saying "keep the word up" Me and Macc gonna jack, smack back, attack, smash you f** you up like FACK f**ing crushed like Atlas with no pages, that's a broken back Yeah, that's one hell of a verse Your situations getting worse I'm here to spit rhymes and my lines diverse The words I spit'll put you in a hearse I'm here to take some body shots Some body rails, go "la-di-da" Show up three hours late and walk in here like this is why I'm hot [Verse 3: Papa Pill] Me and Roach are ego, you feed it Rhymes, we need it And the game, we lead it Rolling in dope, we need it Resurrect rap like Jesus Indeed it is time we rhyme on dimes ... like a fetus Stick our penises in a b**h We ain't got no diseases As you jokers rap to us, you're amusing Even funnier, it's your b**h that we're abusing And the punchline is you don't realize it but you're losing [Roach] And were using all these girls But we ain't losing all these girls And we drinking till we hurl And we sweating it like earl And it's this beat that we're infection With our rhymes that your dissecting And the statue we're erecting is an idol Yeah, we rocking like we acting on the wisest suggestion Now pay attention to our desolate, defective direction And don't mention that we're high or in another dimension Now take a Big Macc to the mouth, you better stand at attention [Papa Pill] We never flop When it comes to hip-hop The job stops, on lock When we come, the block flocks Man, sure as hell we don't have any credentials But sure as hell, we've got more potential We knock the dentals, get rentals, parental discretion advised Two white kids from Ocean, yeah we a f**ing surprise Dr. Dre - [Roach] -And Kanye in a f**ing disguise And when you hear us come around man - [Papa Pill] You run and you hide [Roach] Cause Roach'll toast your a** to a pile of ash And Papa's gonna pop a cap until your brains be going splat Just remember when you coming looking for the baddest Roach and Papa Pill are here to make your static dramatic