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Rumors Cypher ft. Lowkea, DOC & SomeoneCalledSomeone Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Spectacular word woven vernacular
Soft spoken ambassador, heard rapping this massacres
Weird, yeah I get it don't fit your mold but I'm here
Been writing gold but I fear, when these demons told to appear
Ima snap, cause I been bottling, neck deep and you gossiping
"Whose with V is he fondling, tongue slipping, you vomiting?
Arched back on that ottoman head down like she groveling"
Deep in thought but still pondering why they hooting and hollering
Well, it's none ya business for me and they eyes to witness
They telling me like I did it, perpetually been acquited
Till they on to the next and I hear it again like ribbit
That's the harm and effects of choosing this life, you picked it
Hot damn
So many dogs in the pound, no wonder the bar is low yall just been playing around but
Hot damn
You even want to be found, when every step that you take cant lift you off of the ground its
Hot damn
It ain't no wonder they hound, if you raised it where you should you leave them shook and profound like
Hot damn
This kid is running the town, "which one?" Look I don't know but someones loving the sound! Let's go!
Chicka chicka why these chicks thinking i'm jigging with'em
Must be that drippy, it must be sticky way they sticking to me
More slick than ricky, could hit a lick, on yo mama's piggy
Get your mind up out the gutter i'm talking her pennies
Woahhh, wishing on "oh well" cuz i barely got hope
Do i pray for acceptance when i see the doors closed
Both hands stay together, you keep praying on my fall
I been praying for my foes
Why you think i thank god
Why you think i stay low
Cuz the hard times taught me
Everything i should know
Trick im in the front lawn boutta take a shit like wassup, dawg
If you see me pissed, that just mean i'm finna mark my spot
No collar gon hold me. you can catch a stray like POP
Wo must be that drippy, it must be sticky way they sticking to me
Must be that drippy, it must be sticky way they sticking to me
Must be that drippy drippy
Shhhh
I gotta get up and go
Givin it finicky flow hittin
Mini sin when i blow
Monotony its not in me
But most people dont know
I be flipping the fuck out
Like doc be having a stroke
That jagged little pill is ironic
A doc in need of a doc, a key without a lock
Im yawnin
My brain break
It slows down
Look at the moves im making
Shakin skies not just grounds
Rippin apart the fakest with flow
Them haters dont know
Im tearing right through that bulletproof shit like clothes
Im grabbin yo girl on my way out the door
The smoothest like butter without the gut rot and the bloat
Im the meanest
Look at the these fuckin teeth
Have you seen it
Drippin blood from the canines
Like a dog, ill repeat it
Im the meanest
Look at the these fuckin teeth
Have you seen it
I got so much love for that pussy
Yeah these cats is my weakness
And if its gotta be me as the scapegoat
Then it will be me cause I relate most
An entire lifetime wrapped in fake clothes
Turns out im priceless when these fakes aint worth pesos
Shit, i put the man in maniacal
Go ahead and kick me off the team cause you're liable
Dont trust a fucking word i say I'm not like other folk
If you ask me if I'm honest, I dont know
Don't let me catch a vibe like I'm floating think it's a magic carpet
Heads a mess with rhymes and emotion this pads my battle target
Actually heartless eyes in to focus you'll see I'm masked with armor
Settle bets with violent explosions this pen got static charges,
Ooo, think I'm one of kind dog, the kennel calling
Still evolving,
coming to line cross like women parking
Mind gone, giving you white bars prescription doctors,
Mental marshin, I could probably time stop or minutes longer
Ohh, I got Some keys you don't hold
A king with an old soul gotta keep the look foes close
And if you Make cash that's the thing you mustache like the Pringle's logo
Oh no living large down in Texas boy I been a boss
Lips are locked info in that mental vault
They linen soft watch em spill it all off the pillow talk
Im Never talking to the law never talking with the foes
Barely sharing with my friends know I'm following the code,
Everybody want it all without working gotta earn wisdom
Old now so know the knee stay clicking like a turn signal
Burn bridges some call it loss I call it solitude
Silent hill no peers of mid heads let the monster loose