Playz, King Iso, Creeper, Fury Figeroa , Twisted Insane - Never Gotta Hide lyrics

[Playz, King Iso, Creeper, Fury Figeroa , Twisted Insane - Never Gotta Hide lyrics]

Fear is only as deep as the mind allows
Everything you want is on the
Other side of fear the only thing in life to
Fear is fear it'self

It's a natural habit that I'ma bring the pain
I ain't never seen you niggas in
The city that you claim
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Got the Nytro gang
Chop 'em to the left with the remains
We ain't ever gotta hide
You a neighborhood troll and even
Though we on the road
And you know where I'm 'bout to go
I ain't ever seen you motherfuckers
Pull up at the show
Nigga you be pillow talking hoes
Bitch, I'm outside

On a full moon make a drink up out your
Homie but it's too soon
I ain't hard to find a poster nigga to groom
Standing in the corner with the homie
Actin' like he never do shrooms
The 40 bottle in the doom loom
They wanna go I let 'em know to get lit
Put a bullet in they face and erase them
Take 'em and make 'em and grit 'em into bacon
What you facing is more than murderous sick
Put a body in the whip
But a bad teen, running from bad dreams
Motherfuckers acting like they won't get
Hit with fat creams
I'm rolling with a strapped team
You told your people that you with it
But I could tell you was acting
And I ain't with no bullshit
I ride up on 'em solo dolo with a full clip
I laugh and post em top of
Nigga with the cool whip
This shit was hella easy
Blood I'm talking ruthless, ooh shit
I ain't ever gotta hide if anybody
Want me come get me
Ringed up with a backpack and
Fat strap in my dickies
They didn't really want the big
Gun that big 1450 i'm giving nigga venom
I ain't giving niggas pity
I'm faded off the Henny, lifeline
Packing up and I be
Rolling through the nighttime
They tell me keep it rational
And not to go let
But who the fuck said I was in my right mind
You motherfuckers watching Lifetime
I'm not just talking bitch
I'm walking with the Brainsick
And I'm waking the hell off
Before my thang spit
It ain't no running I be
At the window gunning leave your brain split
And everybody die, hanging them out to dry
Hit 'em with the millimeters on sight
And nobody crash, i'm with the devil dancing
Feeling like Manson
Blessing two bitches at night
Bitch I'm outside

I ain't ever hiding from a sucka motherfucker
If you want me come get me
I will face you with some thunder
My anger for a hater when I
Feel my life's in danger
Never take out a cater
Stay in my rollerblader
I'll down a thump but fuck
The chuck up the nuts
It's nothing to pump thrust my
Fist through the guts, uppercut
So they lungs bust nose full of
White stuff to fight me
I might be the clear seller phase
So no presence of evil it's preservation life
I put hollows in my 40 before
You think to take your mind
Before you're slipping thinking twice I'm
Dipping with the knife
Its a ninja meant predicament a
Similar with the slice
And I don't really think
About the consequences either
I'm a nice motherfucker but don't
Put up with nothing either
I'm just way too private to get
Caught up in the bullshit
But, if I do you earned it
No verbal specific confrontation
Preemptive incentive, no sentiment severance
Ever it's never with reverence
Etiquette leverage
I make embarrassments perish from souls
I just hold it and stare at it
Can't think about it that deep
Think it takes the backseat
Reaction takes the wheel when it's
Real on the backstreet
Or public like fuck it
I'm mashing those trees
I dive in face first like
It's assets and beavs
Feeding my depleted defeated enormous quench
I'm beating up on this heat
With the elastic euphoric breath
Demons still be speaking in
Speech preaching death
In your ear when you hear
It smear like creeping stench
That's some weaving in your head
Against your better judgment
Assuming that you fucked up in front
Of your bitch in the public
And I ain't even running from
The scene with a burner
I just pull up my hoodie
Dip a foot and get a burger
It's a natural habit that I'ma bring the pain
I ain't never seen you niggas in
The city that you claim
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Got the Nytro gang
Chop 'em to the left with the remains
We ain't ever gotta hide
You a neighborhood troll and even
Though we on the road
And you know where I'm 'bout to go
I ain't ever seen you motherfuckers
Pull up at the show
Nigga you be pillow talking hoes
Bitch, I'm outside

I'm quick to catch a slipping
If they out a pocket
I keep a solid got you tripping
But you can't knock it
The figurerer when I flip it on
The road when I cop it
And it was all for the profit
We ain't ever gotta hide
They love me when I shined on the block
But where them suckas at when
I climbed to the top
If you hating on me now
Want the grinder to stop
Then nigga you can slide to the spot
Bitch, I'm outside

When you know that I creep, an OG
Defeatin' my enemies are meeting and
Are starting a beef
And I don't even need a reason, I'm a thief
And I'm bringing the heat, the cold freezing
A heathen ahead of my team
And it sound like cream
Dropping jaws like a demon with a legion
Heavy breathing i follow my dreams and mean
Things with red beams
And bitches always drinking my semen
So don't compare me to people I'm better than
Gonna keep rapping until the
Earth the label veteran
Gonna send a gang gonna keep
Offending them and ending them
Rappers nowadays not considered competitive
Or a predator hunter in the
Game not the regular
Pushing major wages for fame that's a peddler
Goddamn look at white boy delivering
Backhands of that man
And never go ghost running from Pac-Man
To pulling out my Glock
And aiming at that man
Pouring from the block
Got the grouch in the trash bag
But if I got the guap
He be doing the backstab
I'm the fucking type of guy
No one should laugh at
Pulling apparatus on the street
And pick passback
And medical insurance bitch
I'm already past that
Driving the matchstick
Put the cash in the backpack
And burning the bridge
Pay the toll and get fast tracked
I'm the type of guy that's
Never hiding at night
Because I'm always packing the heat and
Bringing a knife to a fight
Because I'm ready to die and with my trident
I'ma tie it and I fight like a
Cross between lion and a lycan
I'm an icon walking through the
Darkness with the light on
The only color that I see
Is life from the krylon
And my songs leave you choking
On the Tide Pod listen to my songs and my
Verses like I'm gone

I ain't never had an army
I run with them killas if
Them niggas wanna play wrong
Standing on the corner with a fully automatic
Said my 40s pager beeping on my payphone
Yeah, I'm really thugging
It do not mean nothing
If they tripping on me then they way gone
Niggas acting hard but they
Venereal and make songs
Like a stolen car stereo I
Leave they face gone better call state farm
Blowing up on niggas like a napalm
Pulling up on they lawn with case drawn
They gone turn me into a convict like Akon
Thinking that they fucking with me, facepalm
Diss me on a record
Pull up on 'em like "Great song!"
With a HK drum like "Did it take long?"
Just for you to see your fate
Moving you like real estate
Now put 'em in the trunk and
Whip away with the bass on
They got me heated, flame on
Rolling up then pull up with the 40
Busting out the ice cream truck
Like I was faze on
Niggas think they tough 'cause they got
Some brand new Js on
Turn into a zombie when I
Leave your fuckin' days gone
Like I'm shooting you biceps, nigga
I spray arms
Leave you in way's harm, I mean harm's way
What are they on
Play hard but they be softer than Drake song
How you mumble
Throw 'em off of the roof with a cape on
(ah) yeah, I just killed Batman
Been fucking Selina cow but still
Need a cat scan
You never struggled to have to eat
A meal out trash cans like I pull up on your
Grandma and crack grams
Say I'm wack but everything slap like bat cam
That's like an obese bitch giving a lap dance
Cute white bitches be like
"Damn that black man"
Call the feds and everybody
Pulling in black vans

It's a natural habit that I'ma bring the pain
I ain't never seen you niggas in
The city that you claim
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Got the Nytro gang
Chop 'em to the left with the remains
We ain't ever gotta hide
You a neighborhood troll and even
Though we on the road
And you know where I'm 'bout to go
I ain't ever seen you motherfuckers
Pull up at the show
Nigga you be pillow talking hoes
Bitch, I'm outside

I'm quick to catch a slipping
If they out a pocket
I keep a solid got you tripping
But you can't knock it
The figurerer when I flip it on
The road when I cop it
And it was all for the profit
We ain't ever gotta hide
They love me when I shined on the block
But where them suckas at when
I climbed to the top
If you hating on me now
Want the grinder to stop
Then nigga you can slide to the spot
Bitch, I'm outside

Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Bitch, I'm outside
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
We ain't gotta hide
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Gross Guttz fucking with the Brain
Bitch, I'm outside

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