1. |
Fuck With Me
02:16
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Lyrics:
Choir:
I ain’t miss it, kinda pissy that I’m back
Y’all was missing all the facts
I ain’t hear em I ain’t listening to gnats
I tripping it ain’t dripping off of my back
See y’all cloned my old drip boy we done those,
Dumped those when we was mobbing in the condos
Carhart with the mauve 700
Lil pocket by my heart where the gun goes
Bundles keep spending they keep coming back
Game full of fake fucks I ain’t wanna rap
Y’all are fucking Lame
I ain’t play the games
We are not the same
I ain’t change and I ain’t never gonna change
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
Don’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
ThenDon’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
First off I ain’t really with the politicking
2nd playing with my money you become the opposition
3rd got an issue got magazine will prolly fit you
son of god son of sinners we don’t play the middle
I don’t play a little
Cousin he could play the fiddle
Use to get it in the rental
Now I'm getting sentimental
Putting diamonds in the dental
Keep them bitches in the kennel
Can’t Sleep Warn Øthers shit is monumental
I don’t really give a fuck if you like me
On the low it excite me
people really don’t get it that’s alright see,
I don’t really give a fuck if you like me
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
Don’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
ThenDon’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Don’t fuck with me
Please don’t fuck with me ;)
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2. |
What I've Become
02:42
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Lyrics:
Choir Verse 1:
I’ve been living on the road through these streets
I been drifting through the plains in the Jeep
Cold chillin monkey spilling on the seats
Man they said there was a drought i think I found the Leak .. huh
I been Hitting Telly’s switching cellies
Rawhide no Pelle Pelle
Prince is back im the Machiavelli
Dripping get your brelle elle ay (Umbrella)
Man I think I Made the levee break
The Nina coming wit me every State
Lobster steak & shrimp when my family hungry or my lil belly ache
The only faces I trust. The ones the passed away
& I don't care if you fucking with me fuck you anyway
Hook:
Just Live my life I Take each day as it comes
I pour my liquor same place I got my guns
You Don’t want smoke we know you just ain’t got the lungs
Can’t help but smile just thinking what I’ve become
Choir Verse 2:
I've become Other shit
Y’all sounding like some Other shit
gotta stop it with that brother shit
I made it out the gutter Had a partner used to stutter flip
no trouble, he was fucking up the count I more doubled it
ain’t stunting I been Up to something
and I ain’t frontin ain’t pumpin fake
Keep Choir humming Block keep drumming
Thumbing through this fucking cake
Smiling through the hate with diamonds shining on fucking my face
My Family straight Don’t know what else I gotta say.. shit but
God is great
Dripping like a sippy cup
Different when you really flush
I Got the hands the Semi tucked
Boy I ain’t fraid of anyone
Demon City Dank
Seen my patnas slain
I Ain’t been the same
Smiling through the Rain
Just Thinking what I have became.
Hook:
Just Live my life I Take each day as it comes
I pour my liquor same place I got my guns
You Don’t want smoke we know you just ain’t got the lungs
Can’t help but smile just thinking what I’ve become
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3. |
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Lyrics:
Choir Verse 1:
I ain’t miss it, kinda pissy that I’m back
Y’all was missing all the facts
I ain’t hear em I ain’t listening to gnats
I tripping it ain’t dripping off of my back
See y’all cloned my old drip boy we done those,
Dumped those when we was mobbing in the condos
Carhart with the mauve 700
Lil pocket by my heart where the gun goes
Bundles keep spending they keep coming back
Game full of fake fucks I ain’t wanna rap
Y’all are fucking Lame
I ain’t play the games
We are not the same
I ain’t change and I ain’t never gonna change
Hook:
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
Don’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
ThenDon’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Choir Verse 2:
First off I ain’t really with the politicking
2nd playing with my money you become the opposition
3rd got an issue got magazine will prolly fit you
son of god son of sinners we don’t play the middle
I don’t play a little
Cousin he could play the fiddle
Use to get it in the rental
Now I'm getting sentimental
Putting diamonds in the dental
Keep them bitches in the kennel
Can’t Sleep Warn Øthers shit is monumental
I don’t really give a fuck if you like me
On the low it excite me
people really don’t get it that’s alright see,
I don’t really give a fuck if you like me
Hook:
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
Don’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Get the feeling that, They aint wanna fuck with me..
ThenDon’t fuck with me, please don’t fuck with me 🤷♂️
Don’t fuck with me
Please don’t fuck with me ;)
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4. |
Gotta Listen
01:32
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Lyrics:
Choir Verse 1:
Ever feel like shit, I just need some time?
Sometimes, I just need a sign.
Before I lose my mind, grab the nine, blow your mind
(Where's your mind?)
Maybe that's what I’m trying to find
Maybe I ain’t need your press, I ain’t really pressed
Used to worry bout the money but I ain’t really stressed.
Got the snakes out my circle, bullshit off my chest..
One day my Og came, Sat me down and Said..
Hook:
That Love will get you hurt
That Trust will get you killed
And these dude that swear they real, they aint.
(repeat)
Choir Verse 2:
He also told me, man They fuck with you you Authentic
Most this rap shit is All image, gimmicks,
Boy I Been tired of it lately
Ain’t fucking with the shit you got hiding in your basement dog.
I told him,
gotta build a whole world for these øther wørds
Feel like my old ways have all been shit. fucked and cursed
He Said you gotta do it man just Trust me .
Still Feels funny when these people say they love me
Hook:
That Love will get you hurt
That Trust will get you killed
And these dude that swear they real, they aint.
(repeat)
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5. |
Eighty Six
01:19
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Lyrics:
Narrator:
Rick working for the man since like 86
Chip Said I got a plan that shit 86'd
Chip:
Hit a lick We could prolly split Like 80 quick
Some lil prick 5:6 no one know exist
Reckless, Had like 20 grand every pocket.
Girl gotta Range, know right where she Park it
Bel Air off 50, Ricky gonna Chop it.
Hit this last off then we be done robbing
Rick:
Man This is really gotta be the last one..
Chip:
Man it is and we don’t even gotta blast none
We Pull up in back put in the mask on
Get the keys grab all the cash get our dash on
KNOCK KNOCK! YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS UP!
GIVE ME ALL THE CASH & YOUR KEYS
LOOKING LIKE YOUR LUCK IS UP!
Some Lil Prick:
Honey?!
Rick:
That’s right....and where your lady is ....
His Lady:
RIGHT HERE MOTHER FUCKER!
86
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Choir Dodge City, Kansas
Demon City born Choir has been put on this earth by the Lord God Jesus himself to Fuck Shit Up. Get down or lay down Øther Wørld.
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