
Cypher No.2 ft. EA$Y Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
This ain't for promotional
Niggas start gettin' emotional
Start punchin' air like Trey Stylez
Joker grin for your fake smile
Pai mei tiger-crane style
Kill Bill with a nail file
These niggas NPCs
I don't need practice, I'm AI
Rob you for your Rolex
Hold on, let me take time
Reminiscing packs comin' in
My drugs cross state lines
They been around, they get around
They make a nigga head spin around like the Exorcist
I'ma cinephile
Stunt nasty, I'ma send a file
Jo-Fi, nigga Bruce Lee
Cypher two, like Game of Death
Game of Thrones, Game seven
Hunger Games, I'm MasterChef
Mike Jordan with the Flu Game
Mike Tyson with the Chew Game
They all ears when we do things
They all ears when we do things
Like a throw back off the top, nigga
I Kangol
Double L, Cool J
It can get painful
Still I make my lemons
Lemonade grabbin' a handful
Tryna make it day by day
Though a nigga thankful
If it ain't makin' sense about my dollar, I just can't go
For a nigga think it's sweet
Watch this how this man go
Rambo
Limitless pill and a whole lot of ammo
Niggas can't see me
Like I'm rockin' camo
I switch styles like Fashion Week
Italian chic, attractin' freaks
They dribblin' like athletes
I'm at the peak
Leave your vision at your feet
For feeling like your mouth can't match your speed
Catastrophe
Give way to tragedy
A punctuation
I don't mean apasstrophe
Apostrophe
Sicker than a pox, disease
We raise the bar
I don't need no law degree
I'm from them do or die projects
Now I got a complex
Walk a mile in my shoes
Now you gotta process
Deep cuts
Still it's hard to dissect
I don't play with them nines
Hold it down, that's way I rep
If you want some smoke when you ash, not on my steps
Shots
It's a contest
Still it's a concept
Fuck you expect from a kid who played in prospect
Like to play with nines 'cept
Them doctors gave me options
Anime
Puttin' haters' names in a death note
Keep a demon close
Pass it to him
He like Deathstroke
Killer, killer, killer
You don't get it, nigga
Just know
He'll turn a nigga to the cabbage on the egg roll
Eatin' sushi rolls with a fork cause I'm ghetto
Told the waitress it was too raw cause I'm ghetto
You gon' see these designer draws cause I'm ghetto
Go get all my money
I need that from the get-go