Kristen Martinez - Worldwide Choppers (Genius Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: JayDayer] As always I'll introduce myself, hi I'm Dayer I'm Kobe with a gun, but my team not called the Lakers I'm the good luck child, guess my mama Leigh Allyn Baker You unlucky motherf**er put up with sh** like toilet paper She says I'm a savage when she don't wanna f** me Cause I like rough s** n***a I don't use that KY Jelly I'm not a sweet guy, that's why I'd rather lather on chutney Sorry everybody, this cypher turned really ugly I tend to ramble, it's a gamble whether I'm mean or nice Gotta roll the dice to be suffice, not once or twice but thrice You gotta blow on the head then bite on it like lice Break the die, drown you in dye, you'll die and pay the price In my life I always feel like there is something missin' Is it money, love from my honey, or is it puffing piffins? Is it the lack of food can stacks up in my kitchen? No b**h it was Genius, I finally have a purpose for living [Verse 2: Kristen Martinez] Hello everybody, you can call me Kris I'm proud to call myself JD's miss I can't rap, but don't you dare diss I'll turn you into liquid like piss Basically don't mess with me, hope you get the gist I won't use any weapons but I'll flick you with my wrist Punch you in the face with a fist I take note of everything I'm like a list [Verse 3: Empath] Get God on the phone Too late, dial tone These ain't bars, this is barbarity R2 back to life, I'm a rarity Comparably, I see three POs gettin' tarnished Look at me shine, in ya blood I'm varnished I'm the doc, when I rock I drop narcotics My arms around your neck, I'm hooked on phonics I chronicle your monikers and tick 'em off You monitor your monarchs, I sit here and scoff Work around the clock, my memory persists Like Father Time, ain't a rapper but got the latest diss You know it's my crown, it's prone to a meltdown Now focus and attempt to emulate these sounds While I bring the heat 'round You're fit to learn the proper meaning of a beatdown [Verse 4: YEAHTIM] I wrote a fire verse, but my cat stepped on my keyboard And deleted it all so now I only got these three words "I spit hot fire" [Verse 5: streetlights] Making my way downtown Walking fast, faces pa** and I'm home bound Staring blankly ahead Just making my way, making a way through the crowd And I need you And I miss you And now I wonder.... If I could fall into the sky Do you think time would pa** me by? Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles If I could just see you Tonight [Verse 6: shy ink] ScopeY's flow's like rubbing two logs But he cannot count Tight jeans on her waist But that a** still bounce Make her walk a thousand miles To let me know she's certain Oh God! Too slow Nids just f**ed, Vanessa Carlton [Verse 7: VinylZombie_MCR] It's funny how some things can turn so fast One minute you smile and skip, the next you're fighting for it to last Before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger And the person you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger Screaming and wailing and wishing for it to be okay All you really want is someone to take you away But most times nobody will come and save you So you're left all alone wondering what to do Clouds rolling over your mind like a bowling ball Red leaves crashing down like the middle of the fall Criticized for the things you do and the things you say Do they even notice you're having a bad day? Make them realize like a fire in the shade That if they mess with you they're destined to fade [Verse 8: Drew Harvie] Chatting with my friends, they aren't even worthy Some b**hes call me Kinik, I ain't Kinik, that's the group that tried to cop me I can't write right now I'm stumped, I ain't shook All I know is there ain't no such thing as half way crooks Kinda wanna write a long a** verse to take the transcription I'm an IQ who*e and a scriber who*e, I'm the whole package Don't mess with me or I'll release ScopeY on your a** and send you packin' But this ain't beef, not like a cow I threw that line is for some cringe-worthy clowns I'm literally lmao'ing at my verse It can't be this trash I guess it is, oh well I'll just go back to chat [Verse 9: swinelord] Mix that milk with that Nequik, mix it Gramma Mix that mints with that cocoa, mix it Gramma Mix them m&ms with that cookie, mix it Gramma Mix that milk with that Nesquik, mix it Gramma Warm that sh** up, get tasty as f** Mix that sh** up, get warm as f** Warm that sh** up, get tasty as f** Mix that sh** up, get warm as f** [Verse 10: Vesuvius] No memes, no gimmicks, no in-jokes or cheap tricks My rhyming dictionary told me to say apteryx What you heard is true, I'm just no fun There's zero chance that I'll die a real one I've got one pa**port, I'm never going to jail Some of my plaques still written in Braille I'm not A Patch of Blue, I'm Mozart and the Whale I'm playing twelve games of chess by mail [Verse 11: Tyrant] I flow like a synonym; coke, blow Click-pow, a slug just entered your bowels I don't even know if that made sense Regardless, it still made me cents [Verse 12: ZXQaos/Zade] Gonna one two with Sun Tzu, prepare for war Beef with me's like f**ing cain, rare and raw I set it off like Lorena Bobbitt with a pair of balls Spray you dead in the face worse than aerosol Cross between an eagle and falcon: ravenous hawk Gonna pirate a DVD and then strangle an albatross Karl Marx and Socrates, philosophies of a prodigy What genius ain't crazy? Such a beautiful dichotomy [Verse 13: Babuc] Unlucky verse, you know it's gonna be mean It ain't babouk, you know I'm bah boo sea You think it's about you, well it's not about me Tyrant says don't add a verse...b**h please f** up this sh** harder than Niday Can't come up with a rhyme, but his name rhymes with Friday? I like him, no lie, but his verse was a hack Only thing worse than A Thousand Miles is FACK [Verse 14: gamemast15r] You don't wanna f** with this, epitome of ruggedness Mothaf**as try to k** me, shoot your bullets, I be duckin' it I buck it quick, stupid cracker c*nts, I'll hang em' from a f**in' tree I'm a f**in' beast and a f**in' G, I lied, can't you f**ing see? On here, f** a white hood; mothaf**a fear the whitehat Cause if you try to take us down, mothaf**a we'll be right back We'll drag your body down the street and tie it to the bike rack You can't see me in a court of law, but you can cite that I'm the fifteenth cracker retard that wants to rap in horrorcore Get a dollar out of 15 cents, I wanna borrow more Eat up the competition, ya'll f**ers eat a**, like a carnivore f** it, ban me now, I got a rifle and I will start a war [Verse 15: YABOYNICKY] Hold Up biaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatchhhh This your favorite user Translation Je vais voler ton fille dans mon lit Namaste I eat pie and Vesuvius destroyed a city Alright, smart like this on a night like this Book In my hand I'll study like this And I do more than tate, it's a job Number #1 player on COD Why is swinelord still not an ed Cuz staff just feel like BoB Freeus is a scriber and pressburg is a bot And when I say HAA HAA HAA HAA b**h that be Ndot My lil bro is dank like a tank And you don't want to mess with his swa*k So just go and sip your purple drank He gets more p**y than you So just go off and wa*k And also #freebuffalo [Verse 16: angelated] Rhyming words Is really hard Kinikdrick lamar [Verse 17: Theonlydjorkaeff] Hopped on the beat with my Australian flow Makes pasty foes salty Vegemite on toast And I live by the coast See where I hang my coats Choking croc tropes blunt knifing spooned Dro [Verse 18: Khroam] Im depressed Thx [Verse 19: The Deevil's Advocate] Motherf**er, I am the devil With the pedal to the heavy metal, ironically taking the low road on the highway to hell in a handbasket Hissing at the sun, slithering out of the coffin, coughing, hibernating on a bed of nails in a damn casket My apologies, I arrived to the party a week late with body bags squirming in my trunk, lathered in blood But a party ain't a party till' the black magic practitioner steps in the building, entirely devoid of love I never learn my lesson, sniff a line, get liquored up and let anyone have this punishing viciousness A f**ing demonic automaton, with barbwire spools creeping across my keyboard with perniciousness Ensconcing this convoluted wickedness in every iota of space within each and every sulcus and gyrus Beating down a reverend with bolt cutters, it's a sickness, writing Hebrew in reverse on the papyrus Boxing this edgy toddler with a teething ring more times than a cubicle, jamming needles in cuticles I am not a human being, drop gender specific articles, you will refer to me as “it”, that's indisputable But enough of that sickening sh**, I'm evil—you get it, but I'll be sipping with my features on beaches Private Malibu seaside suites, swinging in a hammock with those gilded, tepid, milk-warm breezes Silver skylines with quavering palm trees, leads straight to debauched, luminous, night life antics We are the pinnacle, with these ubiquitous, formidable worldwide choppers, from k**ers to romantics Committing verbicide with Kings and Tyrants every day, spewing pa**els of inflammatory dysphemisms Drew a dark picture of a two-faced, dented, twisted individual like Harvey, shyly inking these syllogisms Slicing off your hands if you're catching Z's on our bars, 3 X's on the florescent lights, sinful carnal chaos You think it's a game till' the masters of masochism and lords of swine put their eye to the scope and burn you like a candle in a séance Doing high level deals with pushers in Moldova and Monica Babuc accompanied by Mrs. Martinez Double crossed em', punctured em' like needles carving a vinyl record, more lurid than zombie pieces Nicky and I kidnapping your boys, push em' in a van under some streetlights, reflecting off our chrome We're the only ones trouncing you with cleats, drowning your soul in infectious magma, alexithymia is contagious Almost as if I'm a negative empath, I don't feel sh**, swan dive into a bottle and corrupt elated angels Follow us all around the planet, we do damage with no apology, and if you anybody you notice this, we're light years ahead of our peers cause this is the motherf**ing Worldwide Choppers Remix! 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