SCREAM FREESTYLE Lyrics

Wassup

Give me a chance give me a chance

Just hopped out the demon Looking like demons

Ya cant relate Cause ya niggas feening

Im from New York I hit with more meaning

Like swat team breaking & breaching

In her lungs Rippen her spleen in

I was young Brining in treeshes

Four for One I call em leeches

If I loose one got two for my defense

So I Call up rob vro he a demon

Heard they talking plotting repeating

We gone have em running and screaming

Like 2 mans they come and they go

So let's get even

Got this addy from this dumb hoe

We go lay his ass where he breathing like

Cause ya not on defense

How ya switching up on ya bros

Like who gone back you up when you leaking

Lost cause I hit em treason

Twenty three years old im in shock

I was eighteen spinning them blocks

I was Fourteen giving back shots so how can I loose if everyones shot

How I can loose If I pass the rock

How I can loose if my boy hit shots

Six feet club you gotta look up

I was lost niggas got locked

Seven charges almost gave up

Lawyer paid thanks to allah

One four six records rep it or Nah

He was talking hot from the bleachers

Told him stand up come meet the preacher

We send his ass to the reaper

She a baddie follow the leader

In the club bouncing and geeking

Fell in love that shit a hoax

Now Im gone leave when yo ass when u sleeping

She couldn't believe it

Fuck with bro to think u got get even

Eskimos bros and we bleed it

Panties drop like sales when on clearance

Pull the vet out to the function

Saint Jhon bitches couldn't believe it

One on three you must bugging

Smith and Wesson upped it and and teached em

Up and unleashed it Nine tails think imma demon

I'm in church praying believing That ya see the vision I'm clearing

Hope I make up on the charts

Help my fam they gone live large

Extra fam friends from the start

When I hit the stage ya better go off

Smoking so much zips out the pack Think I'm smoked out I'm too clapped

Take two hits then pass it right back Off Eighty six we hitting that right

Five O saw us we hit a left

Yeah They tailing change up the plans

Then we swang it floored and fled

Like in this a V8 They don't gotta chance

B I need a chance

Like baby I'm heaven sent

Like how many times I gotta repent

Then do that shit all again

Swear It's my time Pull out my rhymes

Then I'll explain Hit from all sides

Grab em secure em then we switch sides

This not your world you live in mine

Like im The weekend I'm out of time

No excesses Im outta lies

With this Three eighty im gonna slide

And Terrorize you and your guys

Bond built off of mob ties

Take me off the map

Ya wont try

Two two threes gone rip through his thighs

Like He on last stand Lets finish him up