Cxrpse - I STILL LISTEN TO FREAXXX BY BROKENCYDE lyrics
[Cxrpse - I STILL LISTEN TO FREAXXX BY BROKENCYDE lyrics]
This the place I have to do the tag, right?
Come on JAMES, let's go okay, haha
I'm happy with my girl
But all my homies fuckin' rapper's bitches
Every time I spit a bar
It's outta spite for opposition
Do a tour cross country, get home
And fuck my missus i ain't miss it
You niggas don't be makin' compositions
(Nah) no competition
They hatin' when I be spittin'
I'm workin' for my position, while
Niggas just be sneak dissin', hah
I'm on a mission, regardless of my condition
I'm harder than Sid Vicious and
Louder than black bitches (Bruh)
None of you niggas is part of this arc
Hard from the start
Got a couple battle scars on my heart
Darker than dark, uh (Dumbass, bruh)
Bruh, I'm not even gonna
Fuckin', fuck y'all man (Ha ha haha)
I ain't go to school for it
I ain't never learn to be a rapper
Not talkin' 'bout Thorne
But you niggas be disasters
My music ain't for old
White niggas like Casper
Shred through a rap nigga face like a raptor
Lemme give a fuck about fashion
I don't do rap shit
I hate, and I feel like a fascist
CXRPSE gon' crash it
All them pussies average
I'm doin' this for fun
But the rap is a passion lemme spit again
Spent a lot of time fuckin' fittin' in
Now I'm tryna balance 'cause I'm
Brash and I'm ignorant
But I feel so different
There is no equivalent
I'm rappin' like Lil Wayne now, lemme stop
Bruh kill 'em all like ebola
Drinkin' soda while I'm sittin' in the crib
Lookin' right at my diploma
Flow nasty like corona
Use the force, like I'm Yoda
Doin' shows in Minnesota
Eat a rapper like granola
Spit a verse while in a coma (Woo, bruh)
(Fuck you, fuck you niggas)
Bruh, I pulled his muscles, I shit his pants
I beat the shit outta him
And knocked his head off
(I kill people, I kill 'em)
I killed so many people, bro death- (Murder)
Death, death, death upon the Puerto Ricans
(Bah, bah) what?
Come on JAMES, let's go okay, haha
I'm happy with my girl
But all my homies fuckin' rapper's bitches
Every time I spit a bar
It's outta spite for opposition
Do a tour cross country, get home
And fuck my missus i ain't miss it
You niggas don't be makin' compositions
(Nah) no competition
They hatin' when I be spittin'
I'm workin' for my position, while
Niggas just be sneak dissin', hah
I'm on a mission, regardless of my condition
I'm harder than Sid Vicious and
Louder than black bitches (Bruh)
None of you niggas is part of this arc
Hard from the start
Got a couple battle scars on my heart
Darker than dark, uh (Dumbass, bruh)
Bruh, I'm not even gonna
Fuckin', fuck y'all man (Ha ha haha)
I ain't go to school for it
I ain't never learn to be a rapper
Not talkin' 'bout Thorne
But you niggas be disasters
My music ain't for old
White niggas like Casper
Shred through a rap nigga face like a raptor
Lemme give a fuck about fashion
I don't do rap shit
I hate, and I feel like a fascist
CXRPSE gon' crash it
All them pussies average
I'm doin' this for fun
But the rap is a passion lemme spit again
Spent a lot of time fuckin' fittin' in
Now I'm tryna balance 'cause I'm
Brash and I'm ignorant
But I feel so different
There is no equivalent
I'm rappin' like Lil Wayne now, lemme stop
Bruh kill 'em all like ebola
Drinkin' soda while I'm sittin' in the crib
Lookin' right at my diploma
Flow nasty like corona
Use the force, like I'm Yoda
Doin' shows in Minnesota
Eat a rapper like granola
Spit a verse while in a coma (Woo, bruh)
(Fuck you, fuck you niggas)
Bruh, I pulled his muscles, I shit his pants
I beat the shit outta him
And knocked his head off
(I kill people, I kill 'em)
I killed so many people, bro death- (Murder)
Death, death, death upon the Puerto Ricans
(Bah, bah) what?