LexTheRadical - Nino 3:16 lyrics

[LexTheRadical] (Verse 1) I thought I told em put they hands up (hand up!) [x8] Leader of the next generation My innocence is victim to innovation Hell bent and this pen need ventilation One of 3 babies to make it if that's an indication You damn right I'm feelin myself, I'm winnin Imma be a god amongst men Domesticated lions in the den Start a f**in riot stay attent Imma slay the loudest tyrant with the pen Now the chior say amen n***as dyin for the yen They eyein like they dyin for a friend Hope Christ plan on dyin once again They wonder why a n***a so defiant then again Imma k** em all, and put the owner signing on the Benz Watch the devil play the keys Them cherry red soles bring a goddess to her knees Always staying honest when I'm faded off the trees Ain't no pistol wavin n***as every gonna bang as hard as me You damn right im feelin myself, I'm winnin I hear the preacher preachin I feel the demons creepin These n***as stuck on beefin but they latest flow is vegan My pencil heat seekin leakin any heathen breathin They lookin for the answers, I'm looking for a reason I'm so damn concieted. No diamonds on my neck That p**y left a wreck, I'm sorry but I'm not a vet You clashin with a titan n***a better check the rep I'll beat em out they sleeves until them p**y n***as got a vest Just a yougin who ain't care to clean his mess Catch me coolin with my youngins rollin like ca**ettes That's if I break a sweat I don't know these boosie b**hes once I cash the check I only know the folks that raised me how could I forget They choices made in life can have a ma** effect The turn signal on the rari sign of disrespect They f**ed up taking nooses of my family neck sh**, yall might as well start k**in yall selves in winnin [Nino Brown] You f**ed up big time You are incapable of running this sh** SIT YO FIVE DOLLAR ASS DOWN BEFORE I MAKE CHANGE! [LexTheRadical] (Verse 2) Yall couldn't sport my gym shorts What make yall think tall could ball on the same court? Royalty flowin through the bluest vein Imma grow to be the thang that these b**hes can't attain Ridin in a civic, my homie got the biscuit like we headed on a picnic Geanie in a bottle and he known for grantin wishes Hella time on my hand sthey know for slappin b**hes Damn a n***a vicious Pages full of verbs and they know for spreadin sickness Pen full of ink and it's known for checkin hitlists Stuntin hard as any n***a rhymin no specifics The generations fade away, my name will be cemented Pray up to the heavens Just know you askin God to keep you sleepin on a legend Police sirens and my n***as chiefin for a session We do it on the 7th The evening growing reckless The reason why I'm restless