Brent ft. Tunez & Spiritual Dank Lyrics

I been up and down

Lookin' around

Open your eyes and see what's now

It's T-N-R-O-B-D, creepin' up on beat

Seeing a lot of progress up on these sheets

Been through a lot of tests, cannot be beat

Dame la yesca, I am the best around

Come take my crown

Fuck all these fakes that be rapping right now

Fuck what you claim

Aim at yo' dome

Send you to hell

Claim it is home

Little insatiable

Really impatient so

Killing off time is not in my own options

Yes I do pop shit

Pop like I'm sockets

Blast off like rockets

Hit all my targets

Start shit, I clog it

Fuck all you talkin'

I said fuck all you talkin'

Ziplock yo' lips while we keep up the plot and

T-N the rise, look like we Willy Wonka

Me and my homies will straight up just stomp ya'

Straight up just stomp ya'

Cause we are the monsters

You weaker than Yamcha

We win cause we stronger

Now ain't that shit bonkers

I came, and I saw, and I conquered

We came through and turned up the concert

Ahead of our time like it came fuckin' standard

I keep a girl 'round 'til I can't fuckin' stand her

Shit, I just spend more time just rolling my reefer

Shit, bars be so hot like they had a damn fever

We gold like retrievers

Revival of dreamers

It's us who they seek sir

Make waves like we use surf

So stay out of our turf

Or feelings they get hurt

Like we even care though

Our focus is cash flow

I bid you farewell though

As I let my big bro flow

We're all god damn gods

Was that too hard

Nah, just conceited

Gotta drop lords, gotta drop kings

Gotta get crack and I'm dropping your queens

By all means

Jot it down

The last you'll remember

Is me on a magazine

Emptying magazines

Spraying all the figurines

Drinking up the Listerine

And chopping down evergreens

Take your amphetamines

Level up your heroine

Cowards never dreamt of me

You never heard of me

Underdog killing thee

Possible trilogy

Villains gonna bow to me

Silly bitches lie to me

Level up your honesty

Idols on a killing spree

Not enough infantry

Pick up your gun

Heroes on a massive spree

Let the beats kill the creed

All of you chicken feed

Never rest 'til you bleed

Now my mind at an ease

Really at her knees

Bitch, I been slaying since the ninety-threes

As a baby I never cried

Cause the future to me is bright in my eyes

If I lift a finger, jump for me

If I lift a limb, strip for me

If I call to a god

Most likely, it's just me, in the mirror b

Let's party tonight and fuck around

Alcohol fueled nights, throw some rounds

Angry inside, I'm dangerous now

She saw my dick, she's spellbound

Dirty chick, she hands-on

Nasty freak, I came hard

Round two, she crazy, but I'm open to it if she ask me

So hold her close, and cover her ears

Cause if she hear this shit, she runnin' to me

She'll bring a friend, I'm ready for it

Close the door, they screaming and shit

Took my time, I handled them

They rode it, like a rodeo

They rolled the bud, for a roadie though

Now they off to see the carnival