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I Was Only Kidding

 

I Was Only Kidding

(album: $cribble - 2017)


Hey, fuck you, man!

I said trump you, you know I trump you
You was talking shit about me, that's why they jumped you
I got my homie in the back with the pump too
And if the police wanna trip, then he gon' dump too
We at that hotel, we at that motel
Fiends wrapped a line around the corner, nigga, go tell
Here I'm the opposition, I got no competition
All this wicket shit I'm spitting in my composition
Fuck the police, they could get shot up
Fuck the world, two nigga dead a block up

I never fucked anybody over in my life that didn't have it coming to them. You got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word, and I don't break 'em for no one.

Never breaking my word, switch your lanes as I swerve
Riding down Seven Mile, cut a lane, hit the curb
Man, fuck what you heard, the whole world is absurd
Politicians full of shit smelling just like a turd

Who do I trust? Me, that's who
Who do I trust? Me, that's who
Who do I trust? Me, that's who
Who do I trust? Me, that's who

Who do I trust? You can't trust nobody
Fuck the president and your political party
Got a gun permit, then I brought two shotties
Shot a nigga knew karate right in front of two hotties
I woke up this morning in a new Bugatti
I looked up in the sky, drone plane flew by me
I'm from Detroit like Dej Loaf, so don't try me
2017 and you still can't buy me
I be rolling like a black panther, murder's my anthem
Must be the opera, I'm in a phantom
I'm fly like Dubai, might catch me a Abu Dhabi
Still I got connects, they shooting guns off in the lobby
I'll snatch your rapper's chain, this game will never rob me
The suicide bomber, the unholy, the kamikaze
I really can't explain, insane as submachine guns
A nigga from Detroit, y'all act like y'all never seen one

Hey! Elvi! I was kidding! I was only kidding!
I guess sometimes
What the fuck are you talking about, okay

Y'all act like y'all never seen a black person before
Knock, knock, what's that? A crackhead at my door
Grab my four four, in here we sell 'em to war
Since my first [?] I've been yelling "Fuck the law!"
Draw guns like an artist, I'm the hardest to do it
The language I speak is fluent and I flow like fluid
You can get money or you can get killed
Since I was young I learned not to cry over spilled milk
Right now you inside the house that crack built
And I kick the wicket shit just like a black belt

You know what a chazzer is, Frank?
That's a pig that don't fly straight
And neither do you, Frank
You can't shoot a cop
Whoever says you was one
Wait a minute!
Maybe you can handle yourself
One of them first-class tickets to the Resurrection
Fucking punk
Son of a bitch
So long, Mel
Have a good trip
Fuck you!

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