ZOTiYAC - Blocka lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - Blocka lyrics]
Redda
Aye
Nightmare Freddie, you see Bando in the cut
Boy that sight right there scary
Watch yo soul come out your guts
Boy that sight there beautiful
Fuck the candlelight and leave em
Right there funeral, ooh
Nigga how the fuck you mean?
You ain’t blowing steam how the
Fuck you hotter than me?
You been speaking my name boy
He way outta yo league
He was leaking like syrup we had
Cut him down like a tree
Drop the body, Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga, it’s still blood on the gloves and
It still fistin' up when it squeeze
Boy I’m walking how I rock that's
New balance on my feet
If you a square we hopscotch and
Knock blocks out yo physique
Aye blocka nigga
Get it poppin nigga i ain’t even rob a nigga
Wiggin like I’m robbin nigga
Heating up like lava nigga
Making noise like lockers nigga
We just got the drop we got
You figured like a problem nigga
Wiggin like I’m Martin Lawrence
Nigga, you get tall for torment
Smoke is in the air
Clouds overheads but only hollows stormin'
If you ever was informing you
Be far more than dormant
Boy I’m talkin' chloroform and
Torture nigga more exploring
Warlord nigga, more tour
I strike yo coordinates I’m
A whore for horror
Iris glow and see the cyclone formin'
Wasn’t born a psycho
Get destructive that’s when I get bored
I grab the devil by the horns as
You can see the gores disorient art of War
I define a carnivore, be a sidewalker or-
I’ll take you to the chalking board
I can’t even offer more I’m clutching
Like I'm rob a whore
If you not a connoisseur of guap
The fuck you talking for?
I’m more like a dinosaur the
God feel like an omnivore
Opps know I’m omnipotent
Probably smoke illuminate no wonder
My eyes be open what the fuck you mean
Nigga that mean I can’t be seen
Niggas can’t see me like John
Doe or John Cena
That Celine Dion won ton, he wet shit
Ain't a scene he on ice like the rink
Fin to catch you, like the ring
Put a nigga by the beam
Bodda boom Bodda bing he get shot by sink
He gon die on the sink
Let the flys gonna eat
Rigamortis he gon bleed
Cut the torso to the feet
End of story, his defeat
Aye
Nightmare Freddie, you see Bando in the cut
Boy that sight right there scary
Watch yo soul come out your guts
Boy that sight there beautiful
Fuck the candlelight and leave em
Right there funeral, ooh
Nigga how the fuck you mean?
You ain’t blowing steam how the
Fuck you hotter than me?
You been speaking my name boy
He way outta yo league
He was leaking like syrup we had
Cut him down like a tree
Drop the body, Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga, it’s still blood on the gloves and
It still fistin' up when it squeeze
Boy I’m walking how I rock that's
New balance on my feet
If you a square we hopscotch and
Knock blocks out yo physique
Aye blocka nigga
Get it poppin nigga i ain’t even rob a nigga
Wiggin like I’m robbin nigga
Heating up like lava nigga
Making noise like lockers nigga
We just got the drop we got
You figured like a problem nigga
Wiggin like I’m Martin Lawrence
Nigga, you get tall for torment
Smoke is in the air
Clouds overheads but only hollows stormin'
If you ever was informing you
Be far more than dormant
Boy I’m talkin' chloroform and
Torture nigga more exploring
Warlord nigga, more tour
I strike yo coordinates I’m
A whore for horror
Iris glow and see the cyclone formin'
Wasn’t born a psycho
Get destructive that’s when I get bored
I grab the devil by the horns as
You can see the gores disorient art of War
I define a carnivore, be a sidewalker or-
I’ll take you to the chalking board
I can’t even offer more I’m clutching
Like I'm rob a whore
If you not a connoisseur of guap
The fuck you talking for?
I’m more like a dinosaur the
God feel like an omnivore
Opps know I’m omnipotent
Probably smoke illuminate no wonder
My eyes be open what the fuck you mean
Nigga that mean I can’t be seen
Niggas can’t see me like John
Doe or John Cena
That Celine Dion won ton, he wet shit
Ain't a scene he on ice like the rink
Fin to catch you, like the ring
Put a nigga by the beam
Bodda boom Bodda bing he get shot by sink
He gon die on the sink
Let the flys gonna eat
Rigamortis he gon bleed
Cut the torso to the feet
End of story, his defeat