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Sheesh

Crypt feat. Futuristic
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If you ain't ready to get pumped Take your joke ass home! And we do not give a fuck It's a no wack zone! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Now, lean back in yo seat Let the beat slap and say sheesh We gonna blow your mind With every single rhyme You're gonna have to get on your feet Now get up on it Flow with me You made your bed Now fold the sheets The door is locked I own the key I don't like you So, I say sheesh Everybody thinkin' they amazing But I'ma show you homie that you not that I been workin' on this day to day And it's safe to say I came in the game and I cock back And I chop tracks and I pop back On any muthafucka thinkin' they can stop my ass I rock the rap like Slipknot, got the game Ziploc Fresh with the shit talk Bitch, stop to the tip top Just to piss off any bitch then I lift off When I shoot I gotta quick draw, you just pissed off 'Cause I'm climbin' in the rocket While you ridin' in the bottom of a rickety-ricksaw I don't play no games, my name ain't Jigsaw But I'm quick to slice, and that's it cut a bitch off I run this shit like I was fuckin' rich So, call me Bischoff, or Rick Ross I'm a big boss Lyrical Rappers, anyone attacks us Is getting hit with the toe tag, yes Flow magic, so spastic, go-go flow gadget I'm so graphic, but no fascist The pope has his Holy Ghost passion To my dome just know I'ma go psychopathic Hot like a match is Swipe from the mantis, a pipe from the mattress Just might fuck a bad bitch It's madness when I write on a pad I don't โ€” practice I'm just good when I rap I know โ€” I'm Better than whatever you could thinkin' you can do So, you better just admit that, you the lesser of us 2 Don't fuck with me, boy I put you under with a couple other Gs, boy (Yes, he will!) Everybody think they want a part of this beef But I'm fat for a reason, I eat these beats If you ain't ready to get pumped Take your joke ass home! And we do not give a fuck It's a no wack zone! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Now, lean back in yo seat Let the beat slap and say sheesh We gonna blow your mind With every single rhyme You're gonna have to get on your feet Now get up on it Flowin me You made your bed Now fold the sheets The door is locked I own the key I don't like you So, I say sheesh Yo, I made a phrase and they claimed that I came from the mud, I was raised in the basement Amazed at these lames and the things they be sayin' They reppin' the streets let 'em lay on the pavement I'm on some NWA shit I go in the label and jump on the table Say, "run me my payment" I'm nothing to play with Put me on the playlist or I'm 'bout to break shit Mask off, blast off I reppin' that facts off Zach's soft? I put it on the gas Makin' cash You niggas broke take the cast off I'm the type of cat that might get mad If you been talkin' trash I'll let a track off Scrape your face on the asphalt Got your lady playing with my thingie In the tub while I pour the bath salt Talkin' 'bout ups and I be really about the Benjamins Like I was with my cats and I be Flyer than gods used to be up on a jet 'Cause I got bars like penitentiaries and welcome to corrections Lookin' at the greatest while I'm seein' my reflection I be eatin' everybody, someone give me a suggestion Been a weapon I'm like I don't know answer if you ever had a question I ain't even flexin' though, I'm the best with flow I'm self driven like a Tesla goes I 'bout my green like a vegetable They wanna hang with me like a testicle, I'm at the festival With a white chick and her sidekick On my nightstick with a tight grip On my guy Crypt I hit it once then we might switch If you ain't ready to get pumped Take your joke ass home! And we do not give a fuck It's a no wack zone! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Now, lean back in yo seat Let the beat slap and say sheesh We gonna blow your mind With every single rhyme You're gonna have to get on your feet Now get up on it Flowin me You made your bed Now fold the sheets The door is locked I own the key I don't like you So, I say sheesh