Uncensored ft. Yung Senju Lyrics

I stand before you today and say

I refuse to be censored

Take what I want like they taking Crimea

What do you stand for? Why you bipedal?

You know I'm keeping it tight like a kegel

I'm chasing a ring, I feel like I'm Schmeagle

I'm building up to some shit, Ikea

I know you up to some shit, I see ya

They say I'm too philosophical, huh

Fuck 'em, I'm rapping like Nietzsche

Heard a few rappers been saying I'm sweet but I'm low on the sugar, I'm hypoglycemic

I'm at the top of my game at my zenith

I wipe the floor with you, I'm that hygienic

I'm move strategic, huh

I got the flow, you anemic, huh

I know these bitches ain't never expected me

That's why I feel like a beat switch, huh, huh, huh

I don't fuck with all the bragging and boasting

I'll tell you a story you can't soon forget

I saw my window was rapidly closing

My foot the floor like a brand new Corvette

I played a show, ain't nobody show up for me

Where is your faith? Where is your mustard seed?

Where is your plate? Where is your cutlery?

Huh

Y'all aint got shit in your stomach G, huh

These rappers my sons, no custody, bitch

They easy to read, no summary, bitch

I ain't got no label funding me

Still I'm the shit, you can smell it so pungently

I got No Limit, Skullduggery bitch

They drown in my flow while I watch from the submarine door

I knew that I couldn't do it alone

So I got with one of the Company 4

Uh

Got with one of the company

Raising the stakes and I'm doing it utterly

I only fuck with a rubber but still got a bunch of rappers in the game that I just see as sons to me

I'ma take back my custody

Niggas too serious, this shit is fun to me

I never fuck with the math, but these rappers denominators, way they under me

Niggas stay funding me

Cause they getting me bread

Got a bad bitch and she giving me (hold up)

Keeping the breath like I roll up, but I do not roll up

I must have the ice like I'm from Minnesota

The way that I hop in the room and you froze up, my brother, it's scary

From the fo' but my bro, I don't carry

Put you under the seat, Halle Berry

First things first, I put these rappers in a hearse

First things first, I been that nigga since my birth

First things first, nobody putting in more work

First things first, you fuck with Senju, you get hurt

You don't get it

I been getting money but I still don't get no credit

Said you got a bitch but she's so ugly, she decrepit

Don't make me your enemy my nigga, you'll regret it

We ain't never heard of you, and bitch, we heard of everything

We about to murder you, cause bitch, we murder everything

What we do is criminal, but we ain't heard the sentencing

Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! We ain't heard of censoring!

We ain't never heard of you, and bitch, we heard of everything

We about to murder you, cause bitch, we murder everything

What we do is criminal, but we ain't heard the sentencing

Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Hold up, hold up

It's me and Senju, we killing rappers just like we intend to

Kobe cooked up the beat like a demon and know that we eating, please pass me a menu

Hold up, hold up

The heights we ascend to y'all couldn't reach off a bean, off a Sensu

And we in the studio doing all this shit these other rappers just pretend to

Hold up, hold up

Somebody pray for me

I been running on empty, on vacancy

I'm above, we not moving adjacently

You niggas slow like you moving with latency

I couldn't wait on the come up, bitch, I live too impatiently

We be in the studio all day, you just come around occasionally

Bitch