
Vaccine ft. KNOWITALL Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Heard they were talkin' bout rappers fallin' off I'm not sure
I was too busy bumpin' dope shit galore
Somebody told me what a hater said, I barely heard the words
I was too busy servin' birds, in the form of verses, swerve
Away from that energy, he said he wasn't feelin' our shit
Must've been the ketamine
Can't tranquilize his horse, I rise above discourse
Punches' crazy, I should teach a discourse
It takes 10,000 hours to not be whacked
I guess the first two are spent as a copycat
So I assumed, cause I heard your little sloppy tracks
I had to cover my ears like a stocking cap
It missed the mark, meanwhile, I split the bark
I'm a narcissist, but they assist the narcs
The pen move like Astaire, across the room like a glare
Respect truth, cause it's rare
Look, we don't really fuck with them or what they feel
Just bein' real
We stay up like caffeine and write murder like Maxine
Got the vaccine for rap fiends, yeah, you know the deal
Look, we don't really fuck with them or what they feel
Just bein' real
We stay up like caffeine and write murder like Maxine
Got the vaccine for rap fiends, yeah, you know the deal
Heard they were sayin' hip-hop was dead, but I'm not certain
Me? I was too busy workin
Somebody told me rap's a wrap, I should check the charts
Cool story, bro, I'll check tomorrow
Unless I'm busy, which I will be
Stat brats kill me, they don't stop
Talkin' about sales like they own stock
I'm talkin' about souls, flows, prose and cons
When did these johns become such hoes?
They'd suck off Jigga for a blurb, it's absurd
Got fools hangin' on their every word
Grown men turn gossipers in lady drama
Tell me why you even know the names of rappers baby mamas
Damn, get a life, bruh
I can't believe it's come to this but I'd actually prefer you pick a mic up
At least pick your head up and open your ears
So much heat's been droppin', I'll be smokin' for years
we don't really fuck with them or what they feel
Just bein' real
We stay up like caffeine and write murder like Maxine
Got the vaccine for rap fiends, yeah, you know the deal
Look, we don't really fuck with them or what they feel
Just bein' real
We stay up like caffeine and write murder like Maxine
Got the vaccine for rap fiends, yeah, you know the deal
We don't give a fuck what they feel about it
Bet your body feel steel when your soul peel up out it
Dope man, mail the product to the projects so we can progress
Pistols set fire to his chest, uh
Just for runnin' his mouth
Since under the clouds, money or clout, what you after
Talkin' down on my craft? what you mastered
Some steal have him screamin' to God but you a pastor
Heard you wack niggas ain't eatin', so what you fastin'
Rappers in the past tense my mind fasted than
Finally my music people tappin' in
It's too late to turn my FASFA in
It's ironic how the pump give asthma to ya man
We give a fuck how you feel about it
My weed bag full of noise, B.B. King bring Lucille up out it
While these lame niggas sittin' poutin'
With my writtens, I'm a sittin' falcon
Rap game what I'm devoutin'
Read the biography of Malcolm meditatin' on a mountain
The game dirty like color fountains
Where I dwell, keep the smell of ounces
Turn around, light a L up while my fellas pounce you
Or sittin' back, discussin' money counting like the Rockefeller Council