Poetic Violence ft. Alethegreat Lyrics

Yo Lil AV I'm genuinely curious

How can these boys be acting all furious?

When all of my actions been courteous

Oh so y'all really think that I'm playing?

It's clear to me y'all never seen turbulence

Me and my man united like Ferguson

Matter fact we was just kicking it in Burleson

Yo Ale I know you got a lot to get off your chest but

Let me talk my talk real quick

For the one time

Yea uh

The ability of killing this beat is something that I don't Cadillac

That's what I'm rolling up in and trust me dawg there ain't no catch

Even though I'm a keeper I be dodging the rumors just like that

Saying my name so many times like they trying to wear it out but it been on my back

Windows tinted can't see in it

I just killed you it took two minutes I ain't finished

Big on my fitness still getting my wishes

I'm in it for the long run I ain't been sprinting

We at the same longitude but I'm on different timing

You been to the crib before so you must know where to find me

Quit hiding

Cause I ain't closing eyelids

I won't just sit in silence

Call this poetic violence

Took down your throne of highness

Karma for being childish

I see your lyrics stylish

But this poetic violence

-Etic uh

Yo Ale

What's good?

Tell me what's going on if you could

Have a lot to say but I won't say no names

And I'm not fucking lame, but I wish I could

Yes, I'm from the city, doesn't mean I'm acting shitty

Going viral like the Gritty, and I know what's good

Misunderstood, cause I'm not from the hood

But I took a good look, I been working on my hooks

Call yourself a barber uh (but you won't fade)

Rob me for my money uh (boy I don't play)

Telling people I'm a bad influence even though I just won

Trying to be the little group leader but you always go and smoke a blunt

Life lesson learned here, buddy you gone never mess with rappers, uh

You don't got authority

Leave him at the group chat, please

I don't really give a fuck, boy, you was always hating on me

Don't know why you doing that

Way too late to turn back

Always been a back stabber

You was always stabbing in the fucking back

Yeah, never knew what's going on, huh

Brain is gone in Lebanon, uh

Poetic violence in this shit and I turn the television on, uh

I'm in my prime and it's sad that I'm right

And I know that you cry every time that I'm him

Losing the light and you losing your life

When you start to go fight every time you give in

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