No Smoke ft. Mitch Darrell Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
The dawg strikes again, huh
Who’s gritty?
This a hog splash
I toat bibles & toat mags
The aim different
Same God
The pain different
Brought my pen
To penetrate the paper
Flames when I write
There’s purpose in my patience
Pacing back & forth
Dis patient needs a pill
Peeled off the broad path
Tunnel vision, vision narrow
A hair away from jumping of the edge, Razor Ramon
Having flashbacks in the future, worse than raven Simone
Ima big dawg
I told you I gotta bone to pick
If Cal see em (Calcium) milking the clock then it’s over with
Huh
Past the sticks to Mitch we ain’t taking NF Ls
(Naaa)
My homie was nailed on the cross now there’s hell to pay
Better watch I’m taking my time that’s word to Thomas
If ion keep chugging along derailing his promise
Get the point, that fast life gone end like sonic
Pick the devils pocket, plus I’m here to chain snatch
Aqib Talib
For my enemies bringing meta world peace
Kick ya disc (disk) in like DVD
Pistol whipped or Pistol Pete
Shots coming from the east
Dis ain’t jazz
I want all the smoke
When I smoke ya it ain’t nicotine
Brought a friend, get 2nd hand smoked
Hit wit a heckler I’m wit all the jokes
If ya worship green then ya oughtta choke (artichoke)
Got astrology in my horror scope (horoscope)
Don’t provoke the dawg
I’m out here ministering, at the end there’s no hope for y’all
(BOW)
Put ya hope in Jesus his blood covers all
Yea
Yea
Almost missed the call but realized I got bars
Huh
Yea I got bars
What
WE WANT ALL THE SMOKE
WE WANT ALL THE SMOKE
WE WANT ALL THE SMOKE
WE SURVIVED AGAINST THE ODDS
THEY DONT WANT THE SMOKE
THEY DONT WANT THE SMOKE
THEY DONT WANT THE SMOKE
IN THE NAME OF YAH
It’s Mitch Darrell
I need the smoke like a nicotine addict
But y’all are too chicken like Fricassee had to
Be hazardous, think you’re too lit to be battered
We’ll fry you up, then spray like Mr clean
(Uh huh)
Shatter ya platter, you don’t want this plate
Christ’ll tell us well done so you don’t want these stakes
(Get it)
We got too much fire get cooked or get baked
Gotcha blood bout to boil, you look a disgrace
(That’s True)
Me & J.Russ be dang Russ (dangerous), no Russell Wil siiiiin
Claimin perfects Imperfect we know you will siiiiiin
Tho yall joinin ya Colts, God doesn’t WILL siiiiin
We stay nice, so say TY we like the Hil tiiiiin
(Get it)
Say they be wantin the smoke,
But funny the most I’ve seen from em is Steam
(That’s hilarious)
If you want beef with the Goats,
A plate full uh veggies is just too much green
(That’s a fact)
Rapsabeen Reggie, you choke
When spittin ya writtens, you more like a fiend
(Un huh)
Homie you know that ya broke if you ask if I think that we’re better I meeeeeean
(I meeeeeean)
If you think you can kick it you’ll crack ya toe up
We fire, I mean volcanic, think something like Krakatoa
(That’s fire)
Even a 1 v1 you’ll get Cracked, now ya toe up
You bragadicious my bro but just know that You lack the flow of
A great
Tell me why you, don’t trust God, & you act so tough & you rap subpar
(Tells us why)
Tell me why you fake like sod, need acts no fluff, but you lack the heart
(Lack the heart)
Billie Jean cuz we steppin on all you squares, the only time yall be lit is when me & my bro be there
(That’s a bar)
Back to back, we don’t want no parity
(parity)
Have to rap & there’s no one scarin me
(scarin me)
Lack a Mac, but his word’s my weaponry
(Bow)
Have to ask if u fear yall reckoning
Mitch n J.Russ we don’t fear ours
We kill wit just raps, so we won’t fall
Be still just be still n know he’s God
Be still just be still n know he’s God
(Be still)
Tell me why you, don’t trust God, & you act so tough & you rap subpar
(Tell me)
Tell me why you fake like sod, need acts no fluff, but you lack the heart
(C’mon)
Billie Jean cuz we steppin on all you squares, the only time yall be lit is when me and my bro be there
WE WANT ALL THE SMOKE
WE WANT ALL THE SMOKE
WE WANT ALL THE SMOKE
WE SURVIVED AGAINST THE ODDS
THEY DONT WANT THE SMOKE
THEY DONT WANT THE SMOKE
THEY DONT WANT THE SMOKE
IN THE NAME OF YAH