Bitch time to pay homage, don't f*ck with drama
Might grab a lozenge, you're making me sick
F*cking up commas, grabbing this dick, and giving massages
Woo!
Got a chainsaw, it's got mace on the blade
And I'm jaded, insane, and your face gonna rain
Look! A piece of your brain. It's another case again
And another great escape and another claim to fame
I'm really grinding and these cows in a line, trying to see the stakes
Your road is rocky with a mountain to climb, trying to get to me
It's the CO mile high, atmosphere pressure and the breaths lesser
I may spit fire like Devil but if the flows hot not, bitch, just wait til' sea level
Look at the void. Yeah, yeah
Look at your boy. Yeah, ooh
Flipping opinions like flipping a coin
Got me flipping annoyed and I'm dripping in soy
F*cker I got the sauce, Never get Moss
Rolling stone, hell music, burn at the cross
While you lay in bed and you turn and you toss
Hoes try to step to me but it don't get to me
Because I let it be, Readily getting this gold like Academy
No one ahead of me, Though she give head to me
Throat of her Majesty, queen in the bed with me
Eat ass like centipede, no room for enemies
Home like anemones, got some amenities, bitch
But it's still not enough yet
Let me make a couple things clear
Product of an alcoholic lost in his career
A couple opiate dependents mother lost it all in tears
I swallow my pride, tell her mama don't be scared
Your boy is about to make history
I peep the vibe that they be giving me
I'm off of the attention and driven up by the energy
I only plan on stopping when them jets fuel
Sparked up a back-wood and took a chest full
Thirty-two thousand feet it got me elevated
Yashua's on his way up, just like an elevator
And the f*ck you mean I had to work for this
Three, Sixty-Five that shit is pertinent
I'm curving bitches
Got me a baddie who want to ride tough
Eyes up, calling me daddy when she get tied up
If Pac could see the game, he'd cut his eyes out
I'm all up in your face and cut the lights out
It's my house
Get popped just like acne, run your shit like track meet
Wet your shirt real fast-ly, you pussies bleeding, Maxi
Sneak in your crib like I'm Santa, taking a nap with your grandma
New clip, Tony Montana, I am that fox in the hen house
I just got rid of a half like Thanos, I only be in the trap just a little
And my bitch taste like skittles, yours like metal
Oh well, I guess you'll settle
Oh I'm a savage shit I will establish that I am the baddest like - Oh, Ah
You can't imagine it, you are just Kaepernick, I am the man at this - Oh, Ah, Yah
This need an annalist, psycho analysis
Smoking like cannabis, know she a fan of this
Hoe is so scandalous, I'm gonna just handle this
Look for the catalyst, I am the catalyst
This is miraculous, I am extravagant
My own antagonist, might be a masochist
Cause I come from pain, nigga f*ck you saying
This beat about to be tried when I run the train
And I don't give a f*ck about a f*cking thing
And I'm ajax clean, nigga what's my name
It's your mans, Joey Tate, stepping up to the plate
Bitch up on my waste and she say she wanna taste
Let her give me face, sparked a blunt up we in space
You a grunt up in this race which means you coming in last place
I'm a master like the chief, blazed bastard of a leaf
An assassin in the sheets so fasten in your seats
Cause we are gassing through the streets
Lit a match, underneath
Roast your ass with the heat
Burning so fast through the trees
Light a forest fire, the boy burns brighter
Than a million suns, chilling already one
So please how do you know me
Went from g's straight to the oz's
The police be staying nosy
Ready to squeeze so keep it on the low key
These referees be shooting like Kobe
While the people be catching like some goalies
We ain't ever had no hero's, No we ain't ever hand no o.g.'s
Cause most of these niggas be phony, wanna leave us dripping like some Sobe's
I'll be damned to believe they are below me, think I'm better on my lonely
Fill Raps - Thomas the Tank Engine (feat. Yashua, JustIz, Joey Tate) Lyrics
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Bitch time to pay homage, don't f*ck with drama
Might grab a lozenge, you're making me sick
F*cking up commas, grabbing this dick, and giving massages
Woo!
Got a chainsaw, it's got mace on the blade
And I'm jaded, insane, and your face gonna rain
Look! A piece of your brain. It's another case again
And another great escape and another claim to fame
I'm really grinding and these cows in a line, trying to see the stakes
Your road is rocky with a mountain to climb, trying to get to me
It's the CO mile high, atmosphere pressure and the breaths lesser
I may spit fire like Devil but if the flows hot not, bitch, just wait til' sea level
Look at the void. Yeah, yeah
Look at your boy. Yeah, ooh
Flipping opinions like flipping a coin
Got me flipping annoyed and I'm dripping in soy
F*cker I got the sauce, Never get Moss
Rolling stone, hell music, burn at the cross
While you lay in bed and you turn and you toss
Hoes try to step to me but it don't get to me
Because I let it be, Readily getting this gold like Academy
No one ahead of me, Though she give head to me
Throat of her Majesty, queen in the bed with me
Eat ass like centipede, no room for enemies
Home like anemones, got some amenities, bitch
But it's still not enough yet
Let me make a couple things clear
Product of an alcoholic lost in his career
A couple opiate dependents mother lost it all in tears
I swallow my pride, tell her mama don't be scared
Your boy is about to make history
I peep the vibe that they be giving me
I'm off of the attention and driven up by the energy
I only plan on stopping when them jets fuel
Sparked up a back-wood and took a chest full
Thirty-two thousand feet it got me elevated
Yashua's on his way up, just like an elevator
And the f*ck you mean I had to work for this
Three, Sixty-Five that shit is pertinent
I'm curving bitches
Got me a baddie who want to ride tough
Eyes up, calling me daddy when she get tied up
If Pac could see the game, he'd cut his eyes out
I'm all up in your face and cut the lights out
It's my house
Get popped just like acne, run your shit like track meet
Wet your shirt real fast-ly, you pussies bleeding, Maxi
Sneak in your crib like I'm Santa, taking a nap with your grandma
New clip, Tony Montana, I am that fox in the hen house
I just got rid of a half like Thanos, I only be in the trap just a little
And my bitch taste like skittles, yours like metal
Oh well, I guess you'll settle
Oh I'm a savage shit I will establish that I am the baddest like - Oh, Ah
You can't imagine it, you are just Kaepernick, I am the man at this - Oh, Ah, Yah
This need an annalist, psycho analysis
Smoking like cannabis, know she a fan of this
Hoe is so scandalous, I'm gonna just handle this
Look for the catalyst, I am the catalyst
This is miraculous, I am extravagant
My own antagonist, might be a masochist
Cause I come from pain, nigga f*ck you saying
This beat about to be tried when I run the train
And I don't give a f*ck about a f*cking thing
And I'm ajax clean, nigga what's my name
It's your mans, Joey Tate, stepping up to the plate
Bitch up on my waste and she say she wanna taste
Let her give me face, sparked a blunt up we in space
You a grunt up in this race which means you coming in last place
I'm a master like the chief, blazed bastard of a leaf
An assassin in the sheets so fasten in your seats
Cause we are gassing through the streets
Lit a match, underneath
Roast your ass with the heat
Burning so fast through the trees
Light a forest fire, the boy burns brighter
Than a million suns, chilling already one
So please how do you know me
Went from g's straight to the oz's
The police be staying nosy
Ready to squeeze so keep it on the low key
These referees be shooting like Kobe
While the people be catching like some goalies
We ain't ever had no hero's, No we ain't ever hand no o.g.'s
Cause most of these niggas be phony, wanna leave us dripping like some Sobe's
I'll be damned to believe they are below me, think I'm better on my lonely
Might grab a lozenge, you're making me sick
F*cking up commas, grabbing this dick, and giving massages
Woo!
Got a chainsaw, it's got mace on the blade
And I'm jaded, insane, and your face gonna rain
Look! A piece of your brain. It's another case again
And another great escape and another claim to fame
I'm really grinding and these cows in a line, trying to see the stakes
Your road is rocky with a mountain to climb, trying to get to me
It's the CO mile high, atmosphere pressure and the breaths lesser
I may spit fire like Devil but if the flows hot not, bitch, just wait til' sea level
Look at the void. Yeah, yeah
Look at your boy. Yeah, ooh
Flipping opinions like flipping a coin
Got me flipping annoyed and I'm dripping in soy
F*cker I got the sauce, Never get Moss
Rolling stone, hell music, burn at the cross
While you lay in bed and you turn and you toss
Hoes try to step to me but it don't get to me
Because I let it be, Readily getting this gold like Academy
No one ahead of me, Though she give head to me
Throat of her Majesty, queen in the bed with me
Eat ass like centipede, no room for enemies
Home like anemones, got some amenities, bitch
But it's still not enough yet
Let me make a couple things clear
Product of an alcoholic lost in his career
A couple opiate dependents mother lost it all in tears
I swallow my pride, tell her mama don't be scared
Your boy is about to make history
I peep the vibe that they be giving me
I'm off of the attention and driven up by the energy
I only plan on stopping when them jets fuel
Sparked up a back-wood and took a chest full
Thirty-two thousand feet it got me elevated
Yashua's on his way up, just like an elevator
And the f*ck you mean I had to work for this
Three, Sixty-Five that shit is pertinent
I'm curving bitches
Got me a baddie who want to ride tough
Eyes up, calling me daddy when she get tied up
If Pac could see the game, he'd cut his eyes out
I'm all up in your face and cut the lights out
It's my house
Get popped just like acne, run your shit like track meet
Wet your shirt real fast-ly, you pussies bleeding, Maxi
Sneak in your crib like I'm Santa, taking a nap with your grandma
New clip, Tony Montana, I am that fox in the hen house
I just got rid of a half like Thanos, I only be in the trap just a little
And my bitch taste like skittles, yours like metal
Oh well, I guess you'll settle
Oh I'm a savage shit I will establish that I am the baddest like - Oh, Ah
You can't imagine it, you are just Kaepernick, I am the man at this - Oh, Ah, Yah
This need an annalist, psycho analysis
Smoking like cannabis, know she a fan of this
Hoe is so scandalous, I'm gonna just handle this
Look for the catalyst, I am the catalyst
This is miraculous, I am extravagant
My own antagonist, might be a masochist
Cause I come from pain, nigga f*ck you saying
This beat about to be tried when I run the train
And I don't give a f*ck about a f*cking thing
And I'm ajax clean, nigga what's my name
It's your mans, Joey Tate, stepping up to the plate
Bitch up on my waste and she say she wanna taste
Let her give me face, sparked a blunt up we in space
You a grunt up in this race which means you coming in last place
I'm a master like the chief, blazed bastard of a leaf
An assassin in the sheets so fasten in your seats
Cause we are gassing through the streets
Lit a match, underneath
Roast your ass with the heat
Burning so fast through the trees
Light a forest fire, the boy burns brighter
Than a million suns, chilling already one
So please how do you know me
Went from g's straight to the oz's
The police be staying nosy
Ready to squeeze so keep it on the low key
These referees be shooting like Kobe
While the people be catching like some goalies
We ain't ever had no hero's, No we ain't ever hand no o.g.'s
Cause most of these niggas be phony, wanna leave us dripping like some Sobe's
I'll be damned to believe they are below me, think I'm better on my lonely
Writer: Philip Velasquez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid