Termanology, Ras Kass - Fuck Ya List lyrics
[Termanology, Ras Kass - Fuck Ya List lyrics]
Yeah woo wee
Uh, 'Ology here we go
Uh
Fuck them top fifty lists
Y'all just get me pissed
Disrespectin' the GOATs with all
That corny shit no love for the foundation
Y'all just clout chasin' and nothin'
Y'all do is groundbreakin'
2019 full of false prophets
Them social media likes ain't
Affectin' my pockets
Got a demon in office and
He teachin' you nonsense
War crimes and weapons
Watch him secretly profit
Get me tight, honest
With they trife congress
And all these rappers promotin'
They overhyped projects
Front row hypin' up like Drake at the Raptors
I'm Tiger Woods posted up by
The lake at the Masters
I speak the word of God
To these devils lurkin'
Through intelligent verses
But I'm better in person
Middle finger to your list, though
Loadin' up my pistol
Aimin' at your head, I won't miss though
Uh, that's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
Thoroughly spitted, most rappers is gimmicks
Let's find out who really the
Truth, every four years, bar Olympics
Fifty rappers in a soundproof
Booth, one beat, five random topics
Let's eat, bon appétit
Charity make all the profit (Woo)
Livestream it, no features
No ghostwriter to cheat with
Reveal real elite shit when
Rap stars get defeated
Gold medal, silver and bronze for uniqueness
I speak with heat
Spit around cheese like the deep dish
Do tell me this, how you judgin'
What's the criteria? (Uh)
Hottest song in the strip club
Make lyrics superior? (No)
Culture vultures don't own facts
Just gold plaques
You got a list of top rappers who
Don't even write they own raps come on, son
Radio personalities play politics
Rappers mention popular niggas they wish
They was down with clown shit
Influencers ride dick like a side bitch
Rap is skills, bars, rhymes and fly spit
So fuck your top fifty list
Uh, that's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
Uh, 'Ology here we go
Uh
Fuck them top fifty lists
Y'all just get me pissed
Disrespectin' the GOATs with all
That corny shit no love for the foundation
Y'all just clout chasin' and nothin'
Y'all do is groundbreakin'
2019 full of false prophets
Them social media likes ain't
Affectin' my pockets
Got a demon in office and
He teachin' you nonsense
War crimes and weapons
Watch him secretly profit
Get me tight, honest
With they trife congress
And all these rappers promotin'
They overhyped projects
Front row hypin' up like Drake at the Raptors
I'm Tiger Woods posted up by
The lake at the Masters
I speak the word of God
To these devils lurkin'
Through intelligent verses
But I'm better in person
Middle finger to your list, though
Loadin' up my pistol
Aimin' at your head, I won't miss though
Uh, that's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
Thoroughly spitted, most rappers is gimmicks
Let's find out who really the
Truth, every four years, bar Olympics
Fifty rappers in a soundproof
Booth, one beat, five random topics
Let's eat, bon appétit
Charity make all the profit (Woo)
Livestream it, no features
No ghostwriter to cheat with
Reveal real elite shit when
Rap stars get defeated
Gold medal, silver and bronze for uniqueness
I speak with heat
Spit around cheese like the deep dish
Do tell me this, how you judgin'
What's the criteria? (Uh)
Hottest song in the strip club
Make lyrics superior? (No)
Culture vultures don't own facts
Just gold plaques
You got a list of top rappers who
Don't even write they own raps come on, son
Radio personalities play politics
Rappers mention popular niggas they wish
They was down with clown shit
Influencers ride dick like a side bitch
Rap is skills, bars, rhymes and fly spit
So fuck your top fifty list
Uh, that's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Uh huh, I said, "Fuck ya list"
That's right, I said, "Fuck ya list"
Middle finger to your face
"Motherfuck ya list"