Dirty Dell - Horns Lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm the nicest maniac you know
My brain working at a rapid flow
It's only facts I know
With content that attacks the soul
A free spirit that is wrapped in gold
So cold that ya hoe felt the froze shoulder getting close to me
I'm a prime example of what rappers supposed to be
Never been my mission to get some bitches to notice me
The big picture ain't rich niggas getting to roll me with
If rap niggas don't like me
I'll be aight, b
The fact still remains the fame doesn't excite me
And speak on a nigga name politely
You have the energy to talk shit
Better have the same to fight me
Might be the missing piece
Might be making history
Might just be a mystery none of these bitches get to see
Don't forget that f*cking Dirty when you mention me

Ain't no dime sacks poking out the pocket
Stop it
You expect that drop it
Pulled the plug out the socket
I'm the nigga running fades in the mosh pit
And go around the store to look and never cop shit
Old hoes would cosign that I'm not shit
But undeniable when comes to me dropping hot shit
Most mutha f*ckas y'all rock wit
Are not it
Only keys niggas done seen
Are from a locksmith
Quick to spill the beans about your so called life
Remain silent like you know y'all rights
I'm really lowball nice
I flex ability a different type of fitness
Even in Brail I'm still a sight to witness
Despise me from a distance little nigga
This perimeter is closed off
Giving access to bitches who take they clothes off
If you claiming the streets then you so soft

It's only tragic when your story remains sad
Tryna be known knowing how much trouble the fame has
Looking at old pictures but reflections looking good through the framed glass
And getting big headed with brain blasts
Same nigga with new hoes not with the same cash
And why lie I'm a die fly like the plane crashed
If stones cast throwing up the rock like I'm Dame Dash
Niggas be substituting but we not in the same class
Wooo shit
F*ck it I'm a leave it like that
You can even leave this in here, f*ck it