Joell Ortiz, Crooked I - Freestyle In Paris lyrics
[Joell Ortiz, Crooked I - Freestyle In Paris lyrics]
One half of the bloodbath
Slaughterhouse
Yo, broadcasting live from Babylon
Living like a million dollar don
It's Crooked, the phenomenon
Rocking a vodka ron coupe fast as Ramadan
Treat Crenshaw like the Autobahn
I was born to be a
Beast in this musical octagon
It's like I'm the spawn of
Chewbacca and Chaka Khan
Get out the way when you see a G flexin'
You pussies need to cut it out
You need a C-section see it's No Limit
Me and X at p n' e sessions
You can't even see me
I don't even see a reflection
They havin' dreams of beheadin' the champ
Take your best shot
Them shooters you got better be Kevin Durant
Beretta, you can't, 187 your tramp
That Mac-11 lift you in the air
Better than ramps
Whenever I'm amped, I go hard in the paint
No binders, a nigga better than me
Sorry you won't find 'em
I'm mostly inspired by rappers who die
So rappers restin' in peace
They my ghostwriters and co-signers
In my low rider with the 4-5 call it Flo Rida
It makes hit's so it's on sight
If I don't like ya
Even though your talk is cheap
I don't buy it
Die in my sleep, the only way I'll go quiet
You niggas so tired
Was gonna fuck your bitch but I was so tired
So I decided to spray my name on
Her face and nut after a handjob
That signature move's the John Hancock
I keep the blam cocked
In case the shot'll have to
Welcome niggas to Jamrock with one damn shot
And I ball so hard
Motherfuckers wanna fine me
But first niggas gotta find me
Bonjour, I'm on tour with the Slaughterhouse
Four and your whore behind me
I do some things with that
Paper sort of like origami
Got me shitting 'round the world
Like a porta potty
Don't try me I travel with
A metal and pearl piece
That'll thunder at your hard head
I call it Metta World Peace
I could nonchalantly bomb your nonsense army
Your whole entourage be yellin' and
Screamin' like YA'LL THE SHIT
But, I'm more pompous calmly
I wanted this shit from Atari
Started off kinda square like Nintendo
Guess I was just trying to get my game on top
But that was the Genesis
Now that I'm super nice
I play on every station
And I go "Wii" in your X-box now look at me
Trucking through with no rest stop
Cause, I put my foot down motherfucker
Step pop
So take your best shot at Eisenhower
Man your rifle's sour
As Crooked I and Yaowa snipe
You from ze Eiffel tower
Slaughterhouse
Yo, broadcasting live from Babylon
Living like a million dollar don
It's Crooked, the phenomenon
Rocking a vodka ron coupe fast as Ramadan
Treat Crenshaw like the Autobahn
I was born to be a
Beast in this musical octagon
It's like I'm the spawn of
Chewbacca and Chaka Khan
Get out the way when you see a G flexin'
You pussies need to cut it out
You need a C-section see it's No Limit
Me and X at p n' e sessions
You can't even see me
I don't even see a reflection
They havin' dreams of beheadin' the champ
Take your best shot
Them shooters you got better be Kevin Durant
Beretta, you can't, 187 your tramp
That Mac-11 lift you in the air
Better than ramps
Whenever I'm amped, I go hard in the paint
No binders, a nigga better than me
Sorry you won't find 'em
I'm mostly inspired by rappers who die
So rappers restin' in peace
They my ghostwriters and co-signers
In my low rider with the 4-5 call it Flo Rida
It makes hit's so it's on sight
If I don't like ya
Even though your talk is cheap
I don't buy it
Die in my sleep, the only way I'll go quiet
You niggas so tired
Was gonna fuck your bitch but I was so tired
So I decided to spray my name on
Her face and nut after a handjob
That signature move's the John Hancock
I keep the blam cocked
In case the shot'll have to
Welcome niggas to Jamrock with one damn shot
And I ball so hard
Motherfuckers wanna fine me
But first niggas gotta find me
Bonjour, I'm on tour with the Slaughterhouse
Four and your whore behind me
I do some things with that
Paper sort of like origami
Got me shitting 'round the world
Like a porta potty
Don't try me I travel with
A metal and pearl piece
That'll thunder at your hard head
I call it Metta World Peace
I could nonchalantly bomb your nonsense army
Your whole entourage be yellin' and
Screamin' like YA'LL THE SHIT
But, I'm more pompous calmly
I wanted this shit from Atari
Started off kinda square like Nintendo
Guess I was just trying to get my game on top
But that was the Genesis
Now that I'm super nice
I play on every station
And I go "Wii" in your X-box now look at me
Trucking through with no rest stop
Cause, I put my foot down motherfucker
Step pop
So take your best shot at Eisenhower
Man your rifle's sour
As Crooked I and Yaowa snipe
You from ze Eiffel tower