Marcii - An Outlet for the Angry + Stressed Lyrics

Why you always talking all that shit
Ayy bitch?
My niggas cray
We love breaking faces
Talking hella shit
We'll stitch ya lip quick
For them niggas talking hard
I'll rip out ya vocal chords

Ayy I walk like I'm the shit
I do my talking with my hands
These nigga ain't on shit
They steady talking out the ass
My fist are heaven sent
I send yo ass to meet The Man
On yo grave I hit my dance
Fancy feet I'm Dapper Dan
Bitch I'm gucci
Can't be round you goofies
Move it get up out my way
I'm moving on to better things
I'm better off this way
Knock his memory card out for thinking it's a game
I can make it game over if you wanna play
I bet I make it
I bet I bring the heat a chopper can't stop
They see me coming now them jokers up there scared at the top
Don't need a key I'm breaking in and taking over the spot
I'm beating beats in parking lots and leave em bleeding a lot
You couldn't be me if you were me and I'm something I'm not
I'm looking regal I realized that they don't got what I got
I run the game you're an old sport a feeble jock
I see the plot and read the opps
They couldn't touch me anyway I'm fly as eagle are
Fill my plate eat on the game do it again
I'm good I'm great
Goodness gracious
I feel amazing

Why you always talking all that shit
Ayy bitch?
My niggas cray
We love breaking faces
Talking hella shit
We'll stitch ya lip quick
For them niggas talking hard
I'll rip out ya vocal chords

I'm on 110 out of 10
And still got a lot more to give
My drip make Poseidon a shrimp
I'm hoping that God will forgive
Murder! Murder! 187 killing again
Kill the beat and the producer
I don't leave the witnesses
Attitude on "What's it to ya?"
Better mind yo business bitch
Always moving
I'm a busy man
I'm 'bout my businesses
What's a boss to a ruler?
I'm a good 12 inches in
Pay the cost to my jeweler
Put my neck on chill again
We can box but you're losing nigga Imma win again
Suffocate em when I knock a nigga make em lose his wind
Break the bass not the bank face the dank I'm cool again
Break ya face like a plate then go back to cooler shit
Bitch I'm cooler than a cooler on my big Chief Sosa shit
You try doing what I'm doing looks like you ain't doing shit
Looks like I'm the top percent
I feel like I'm a God
I cannot f*ck with frauds
I'm allergic to the facades

Why you always talking all that shit
Ayy bitch?
My niggas cray
We love breaking faces
Talking hella shit
We'll stitch ya lip quick
For them niggas talking hard...