J.R. Writer - Welcome To Greatness lyrics
[J.R. Writer - Welcome To Greatness lyrics]
Yo writer you ready to do this shit
We can't wait no longer the time is now
That's what you been training for right
We gon' run down on all these niggas
Anybody not wit us is against us
Show these niggas you in shape
Show these niggas you ready for business
Let these niggas know how it's gon'
Be in Writer's Block Part 3
Get in tune with the maiden
Pricks ya movement is basic
Plus it's about time I
Introduce you to greatness
Volume 1, Volume 2, now buckle for 3
You wouldn't know what fire is
If it wasn't for me
I am ruthless of the game
This goobie is insane
I'm sick kid switch gears lose em in the lane
It's blueish in my chain
They sick of my style glissining style
Ants notice risk me to plow
I've been piff for a while
That is strickly to cal
I'm cheesing even though you can't
Get me to smile
You can diss for a thou then land
In a big box mirk em
I don't care if it's damaging Hip-Hop
Understand that my ss hot
Pricks stop and myth ock
You crackle like slippers
Everything you flip-flops!
This is it watch clips I load it
Shift with soldiers ya whole
D clique is-bogus!
This here I knit and sowed this
So if you step outta ya place
Better show me an eviction notice
I'm the s ya noticed
You cowards need to stop
I came from where the fiends
Crowded up the block spent hours in the spot
With cracks to cook no athlete's foot
But, I still stuff the powder in the sock
I'm styling on the cops they
Can't stop or raid em
Cause they know that sun maid
Like a box of raisins
There's been lots of hating but
This is that season
That the rap heivlin give em a a beating
So just for that reason Imma clip em
To show em I ain't gotta be with
Em for me to flat leave em
We can't wait no longer the time is now
That's what you been training for right
We gon' run down on all these niggas
Anybody not wit us is against us
Show these niggas you in shape
Show these niggas you ready for business
Let these niggas know how it's gon'
Be in Writer's Block Part 3
Get in tune with the maiden
Pricks ya movement is basic
Plus it's about time I
Introduce you to greatness
Volume 1, Volume 2, now buckle for 3
You wouldn't know what fire is
If it wasn't for me
I am ruthless of the game
This goobie is insane
I'm sick kid switch gears lose em in the lane
It's blueish in my chain
They sick of my style glissining style
Ants notice risk me to plow
I've been piff for a while
That is strickly to cal
I'm cheesing even though you can't
Get me to smile
You can diss for a thou then land
In a big box mirk em
I don't care if it's damaging Hip-Hop
Understand that my ss hot
Pricks stop and myth ock
You crackle like slippers
Everything you flip-flops!
This is it watch clips I load it
Shift with soldiers ya whole
D clique is-bogus!
This here I knit and sowed this
So if you step outta ya place
Better show me an eviction notice
I'm the s ya noticed
You cowards need to stop
I came from where the fiends
Crowded up the block spent hours in the spot
With cracks to cook no athlete's foot
But, I still stuff the powder in the sock
I'm styling on the cops they
Can't stop or raid em
Cause they know that sun maid
Like a box of raisins
There's been lots of hating but
This is that season
That the rap heivlin give em a a beating
So just for that reason Imma clip em
To show em I ain't gotta be with
Em for me to flat leave em