NASTY - Sickening lyrics
[NASTY - Sickening lyrics]
The villain
Ventilation on a piece of paper
In a notebook full of rhymes
I preach to kids of my time
To stay outta trouble and make
They lives worth double
Of what they put into this hell
Inhale the vapors as my
Niggas get outta jail
Cuz they baby mommas ain't wanna post bail
Oh well, I guess life done changed
Ever since 6th grade
I always wanted to be in the game
Hall of fame, to be on top and not flop
And everybody say my name n-A-S to thee t-y
Understand what it means
And I guess you'll know why I
Be killing it in these streets
This rhyme is kinda weak
But before next week
I'll have your bitch in my sheets
Dodging the 5-O
Will I ever snitch, nigga hell no
We gotta stupid kind of mindset
And all we like to do
Is get girls coochie wet
But when the pussy drip and they miss
A cycle and have yo kid
You gon run out his life cause
You ain't ready for that shit
Think about what you did
Think about those kids
Think about how life is outside those vids
Outside those movies outside the club
Why all these young black kids
Trynna be a thug?
It's cuz they need that love
And they need that hug
Recognition is thee reason why
I'm in this position
Cause, I didn't get enough attention
Well ima make sure that
Everybody knows my name n-A-S to thee t-y
Figure out what it means and you'll see why
I'm trynna make it out this jungle alive
So I can strive and survive in this industry
Yes niggas will hate on me
No expiration date on me
That means I will never stop won't get shot
I don't wanna end up like 2Pac
No disrespect
But, I'll still am thee techs at ya neck
So nigga don't disrespect my set
This is a warning sign for
All you whack rappers
Who have blown up faster
With all that chatter
I'm coming to destroy each one of y'all
And if you want thee beef just give me a call
Ventilation on a piece of paper
In a notebook full of rhymes
I preach to kids of my time
To stay outta trouble and make
They lives worth double
Of what they put into this hell
Inhale the vapors as my
Niggas get outta jail
Cuz they baby mommas ain't wanna post bail
Oh well, I guess life done changed
Ever since 6th grade
I always wanted to be in the game
Hall of fame, to be on top and not flop
And everybody say my name n-A-S to thee t-y
Understand what it means
And I guess you'll know why I
Be killing it in these streets
This rhyme is kinda weak
But before next week
I'll have your bitch in my sheets
Dodging the 5-O
Will I ever snitch, nigga hell no
We gotta stupid kind of mindset
And all we like to do
Is get girls coochie wet
But when the pussy drip and they miss
A cycle and have yo kid
You gon run out his life cause
You ain't ready for that shit
Think about what you did
Think about those kids
Think about how life is outside those vids
Outside those movies outside the club
Why all these young black kids
Trynna be a thug?
It's cuz they need that love
And they need that hug
Recognition is thee reason why
I'm in this position
Cause, I didn't get enough attention
Well ima make sure that
Everybody knows my name n-A-S to thee t-y
Figure out what it means and you'll see why
I'm trynna make it out this jungle alive
So I can strive and survive in this industry
Yes niggas will hate on me
No expiration date on me
That means I will never stop won't get shot
I don't wanna end up like 2Pac
No disrespect
But, I'll still am thee techs at ya neck
So nigga don't disrespect my set
This is a warning sign for
All you whack rappers
Who have blown up faster
With all that chatter
I'm coming to destroy each one of y'all
And if you want thee beef just give me a call