Boondawg - Huey’s Song lyrics
[Boondawg - Huey’s Song lyrics]
Lil nigga with a big mind
Lil nigga got bars, he got sick rhymes
Fearless icecold, Rick Grimes
Don't you see it, don't you feel it
3rd eye blind
Genius, wonder, all these things combined
My lines will safe many people from suicide
Will force niggas to think about
To scrutinize
Hate me or believe in this lines
Nigga you decide
Thinking 'bout the world the distribution
God
Tell me how to stop all the pollution, I'm
Dreamin or am I just fantasising, huh
Feelin how government's advertising, for
Military, death, verry scary, breath, choking
Wars, gangbangs, bloddy marry, bodies smoking
Isis is a crysis, but we killers too
Iraq, Chiraq, Syria, broken
Still they trynna tell me that it's all good
It's all peace, all joy, yeah it's all love
But would you tolerate if
Someone runs you neighbourhood
Kill everybody that you love and
What you stood for
And if you fight back, most wanted
If you fight back, most hunted
Tynna put yourself in their position
Using their intuition to survive
In hell's kitchen
Ignorant rappers ignoring all the body bags
And moving backwards
Like 40 bands on jewelry
Claiming they trappers
Ain't' even close to musically
You niggas actors lies formed into chapters
Fragile like all these crackers
Pussy is all that matters
Man rappers turned into heffners like
All these bitches now me inbetween
Celine, Marline, Christine
Man what you talking 'bout?
Nah, man that ain't you
Talkin' bout how many bitches
Man that ain't cool
But listen matter fact my nigga
That ain't true
All these rappers do it but like I said that
That ain't you
You supposed to be a real nigga
Young preacher take some time
Do some real nigga
Then teach them, with some content
Spit some ill nigga
Can't reach, hancock, bad boy
Double will nigga
Yeah I will nigga will get than erase you
Will make sure that they hate you
Hit you with that heat nigga bake you
Super hot fire, they admire
'ready said I'm higher riley's Song, Flyer
The beginning yeah the qualifier
Don't, Dtown, Gunfire made to inspire
EP fucked the entire game, quagmire
Yeah, Draft Day
Cause all these rappers faker
Than trumps toupet
Keep all the comments to yourself
Don't care what you say
To conclude the whole track mayne
This what happens when I think 'bout me
Ma position you know
Cause there're only a few with
My intention you know
And, that has been itching me bro
Boon fucking dizzle
Lil nigga got bars, he got sick rhymes
Fearless icecold, Rick Grimes
Don't you see it, don't you feel it
3rd eye blind
Genius, wonder, all these things combined
My lines will safe many people from suicide
Will force niggas to think about
To scrutinize
Hate me or believe in this lines
Nigga you decide
Thinking 'bout the world the distribution
God
Tell me how to stop all the pollution, I'm
Dreamin or am I just fantasising, huh
Feelin how government's advertising, for
Military, death, verry scary, breath, choking
Wars, gangbangs, bloddy marry, bodies smoking
Isis is a crysis, but we killers too
Iraq, Chiraq, Syria, broken
Still they trynna tell me that it's all good
It's all peace, all joy, yeah it's all love
But would you tolerate if
Someone runs you neighbourhood
Kill everybody that you love and
What you stood for
And if you fight back, most wanted
If you fight back, most hunted
Tynna put yourself in their position
Using their intuition to survive
In hell's kitchen
Ignorant rappers ignoring all the body bags
And moving backwards
Like 40 bands on jewelry
Claiming they trappers
Ain't' even close to musically
You niggas actors lies formed into chapters
Fragile like all these crackers
Pussy is all that matters
Man rappers turned into heffners like
All these bitches now me inbetween
Celine, Marline, Christine
Man what you talking 'bout?
Nah, man that ain't you
Talkin' bout how many bitches
Man that ain't cool
But listen matter fact my nigga
That ain't true
All these rappers do it but like I said that
That ain't you
You supposed to be a real nigga
Young preacher take some time
Do some real nigga
Then teach them, with some content
Spit some ill nigga
Can't reach, hancock, bad boy
Double will nigga
Yeah I will nigga will get than erase you
Will make sure that they hate you
Hit you with that heat nigga bake you
Super hot fire, they admire
'ready said I'm higher riley's Song, Flyer
The beginning yeah the qualifier
Don't, Dtown, Gunfire made to inspire
EP fucked the entire game, quagmire
Yeah, Draft Day
Cause all these rappers faker
Than trumps toupet
Keep all the comments to yourself
Don't care what you say
To conclude the whole track mayne
This what happens when I think 'bout me
Ma position you know
Cause there're only a few with
My intention you know
And, that has been itching me bro
Boon fucking dizzle