Labba - Barbituates lyrics

[Hook: Sean Price] Flawed vision b**hing over my bar, [?] that you can get You f**ed up so partake in barbituates [Verse 1: Sean Price] Yo P popular, pop pellets repeatedly Non stop shots at ya Criminal type elevate at the cemetary Not one of them n***as that's celebrated in February Legendary lines, the flow is cla**ic Erybody in the borough know that sh** That's it, P, rap d**h expect murder I snap necks for checks and requests from Hex Murda Ill raps that control the scene Dirty n***a turn the milk bath to Ovaltine P, definite dumb Blind to the ways of my rhyme with the vest and the gun Showdown I have a rhyme Ya'll n***as slide off stage Mow down ya twenty-five ya [Verse 2: Labba] Time to rob off the Glock Corporate ties could bring back stocks We like Moses, we bring forward flocks Corporate ties could buy by blocks Wake up in the morning, put the pigeons in the pot Phone ringing, that's forty days locked OGs respect our hustle Only the poor shall suffer I made my money in the f**ing bundles n***a we don't eat steak But homey you could have a wake This f**ing fat n***a got grit Motherf**er we the sh** f** a deal, I'll have a meal with the prince I'm like Xerxes when I spit Mandible is back, back, back, back The ruler is back, back, back, back The rulers is back, back, back, back The rulers is back, back, back, back [Hook] [Verse 3: Sean Price, RIM] Best sk**s, the flow hard A much needed change, Steph Mills with a nose job Bardiculous, you can get celebrate with these raps The flow is intact, ya'll sound like you spitting in scat Who can duck the train of thought for these wack raps, I'm back For moving money 'round like Nasdaq in black Push a bu*ton when reciting my text On you Shay Pat rappers like hex With random acts of d**h In the two three when I green seat new weed But stay around tree like a holiday wreath Rudeness bring rude fists Only push clips if stakes high like Ruth Chris I feel the hate coming from all ends n***as praying on my downfall like a rain dance It's all G, no bad breath but voice he My mode on the bottom lock homey, I'm low key, better be On your best when you talk about my team though Run down, come press a n***a like a kilo [Verse 4: Illa Ghee] Dodge them bullets when I'm sleeping Wolf n***a, I'm teething Clap you back to life then I stab you while you dreaming Rap fatal putting spikes in your baby's cradle Threaten life and put the antichrist inside your navel Illa raps is like Aids with the flu street approval I speak in purple haze burning blue grenades made to shoot This is voodoo Vanilla Ice claiming that he Zulu A billionaire eating ramen noodles Through kindness, I'm spazzin' on the wild and the spineless My educated thoughts are mindless Mind your business Eighty crimes in one sentence Repeat offenders, repeated shot sender Tackle the hot winter The worm inside the apple center Apple eye, now hit enter The foulest show Illa's verbal agenda Bars'll have you drunker than the bartender You rappers food and I'm eating dinner [Hook]