Temper ft. KennySounds Lyrics

You man think i care when i've pissed you off?

Actually it's quite amusing

Speak that way its 'cus I felt a way, I don't action without a reason for moving

Snooze you're losing

You're on course for an almighty bruising

Come against and you might be losing

If Your girl seen me then she likely brooding

I'm on course to be banking more

Pretty soon man'll be rich tho still

I am sure you've never known war

And you sure as hell haven't got no will

When I bang jaw side you kiss floor

Mucus poor from your mouth and kill

When I touch mic set flame to my core

Two two lyric and a man get

Spit two two lyric and a man get wheels

Got love for my bros that were family still

Shouts out to momma bear and Prattman's Jill

Could a won a grammy with a life highlight reel

From Bristol streets and we hate old bill

Your not a badman 'cus your sold 10 pills

Dont get me aggy gunna come like phill

Dont get me aggy gunna come like

Esh esh

You're out cold on the floor

I get temper and I got more gunna take one clean right hand to your jaw

Man said

Esh esh

You're out cold on the floor

I get temper and I got more gunna take one clean right hand to your jaw

It's not hemp its flame

Mary Jane gunna less my temper

You man are just tempting fate

Scary way to be a big time spender

I wanna mansion with gates

You man are gunna be a lifetime renter

Amount of p that a man got make

But you man never make a legal tender

Bow

Buss your head

Don't care about your name or your dead street cred

Go ahead fill me with lead that's all I need to make a head top red

No janitor

But I'm cleaning floors

These nightclubs really seen a war

Don't try spit if it seems a chore to get your words out

Got it in my core

We the human race

Meet baseline with a dutty face

Don't share taste

Filled with hate

Why ya think a man wan bill this eighth

Still I'm great

Just want my pay

Beat switch up on me like they

Man you can't trust no one

Don't buck no one

You Can't love no one but me

Im the realest out

Love b-town

Just smoke bare weed and write these down

Hate these clowns

Buss man down

You Don't need to wear the red nose now

On a beat might roar

Beat might base

Rumble the floor and the room might shake

Im on a way higher vibration

Could make your gyaldem booty shake

Esh esh

You're out cold on the floor

I get temper and I got more gunna take one clean right hand to your jaw

Man said

Esh esh

You're out cold on the floor

I got temper and I got more gunna take one clean right hand to your jaw

And your cheek and your left forehead

In other words straight to the side of your head

You're gone

Wouldn't wanna catch these bombs

I got fists the size of your face no qualms

And I'll swing one swift if you keep going on

Sure

You're out cold on the floor

I get temper and I got more gunna take one clean right hand to you're jaw