NCyron - Blur Pop Scenic - Yo'OwnCrime Lyrics lyrics

''Yo'Own Crime Remix'' (Blur Pop Scenic ft. Timopha) [Hook:] Tell 'em in yo'own crime These n***as don't wanna turn up in they time They might be wanna turn up in they own b**h (own b**h) These n***as don't wanna turn up in they own sh** (own sh**) I ain't give chance to turn up with me; Oh My (Oh my Gaad) Ye ain't coming back my clique got you exile Ye told me you ain't comin' with yo own b**h These n***as don't wanna turn up in they own sh** (own sh**) [Bridge 2x:] f**in' with your own line, f**in' with your b**h And f**in' their own time, f**in' their sh** I never give you chance but you trynna get the answer You ain't comin' back 'cause you a n***a snitch [Verse 1 - nCyron:] Turn 'em in yo own line Yo remeber when I told you I was gonna be the talk up In yo own town You told me ye ain't comin' with yo own b**h Young n***a wanna be the next king better listen To my trap sh** n***a turn werewolf at the moon-light; they ain't real human At the night time Your pride is you limit, yo faker, backstabber Yo gettin' your howlin' to the moonlight Disculpa to my fella's Lo siento And you ready to play with me bien-venido Yo dare me, I'm current, no hate and no love for you I come after the rain like the rainbow But then n***as keep s**in', I'll be on top of your mountain I'll be the last of your countin' I'll be the captain I'll be the water of your fountain, I'll be the sign of eruption Shou'out Madonna; shou'out my n***a we on 'em Shou'out my girl daddy gangster; she turn momma daughter Now we on top of the matter, now thema viva pinata [Verse 2 - Joe Fingga] 3ny3 na mode3 mo se mo mind Afe3 3ba ne s3n na mo de monsa egu moti so esu maama ye S3 mo claime s3 mo monte Afe de3 moagye mo 3ni su, hw3 s3 ode nensa 3si ne boso 3fe Mo sore a dede so mo ni hwe Fingga dabia ma y3 busy, mo bo mo ho asafo hene Nanso y3 bi3 mo so a empty; yeah, we run over the city with n***as; yeah, we chillin' Dabia wo b3 fa bia scenic, 'cause we're blessed from heaven n***a you know it S3 wony3 m'af3, n***a you know it Real habour city boy, n***a you know it Y3 sore a y3n kasa, but they know it Wo y3 na y3n bo fua 3nde3 nobody [Bridge 2x:] f**in' with your own line, f**in' with your b**h And f**in' their own time, f**in' their sh** I never give you chance but you trynna get the answer You ain't comin' back 'cause you a n***a snitch [Verse 3 - Timopha:] I've got the midas touch, anythin' I touch turns to gold Turns to gold I've got gold nugget, gold gold nugget I need a hyssap, put a murf**in' hands up Tattooed in my chest; ''Key of David'' tattooed in my chest My adrenaline is pumpin' Shalom, shalom; I've been in shalom Shaolin Monfon Let's get ready to rumble, lion in the jungle This some dope sh**, n***a I'm dope This some coded sh** I need some coden, I'm codin' So tell me your code, this an area code Punchlines k**in' the beat, rhymes oozin' C4 till we die, till we die [Hook:] Tell 'em in yo'own crime These n***as don't wanna turn up in they time They might be wanna turn up in they own b**h (own b**h) These n***as don't wanna turn up in they own sh** (own sh**)