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Widit Oversees Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
The Black Diamond Squad
Alter Egoz, it's your boy Winit
Yeah, it's Winit
9 to 5, hello little rapper
Mellow, brittle snapper
Think you pack flack on tracks as an adapter
Alter Egoz
Bitch, you're barely able to switch up as a factor
One note hacker, that's all she wrote
So, actor, you need some more tack
Or some speed, yeah, greed
So, stack whores, go head punch instead
You're my lunch, punch lines
Dine on such a touch
I'm gonna cork a fork off in your head
Torque resorts, now you're dead
It's automatic, I'm hunting rabbit
More like bunnies in the beauty pageant
More like than a hundred in a hundred cabinets
Never been stagnant flow since watching Dragnet
Attract the attention, then pay me to be a magnet
I'm Inspector Gadget, Tinspector Ratchet
The same way T-Inspector Ratchet
Turn my hat to an automatic
It's automatic to be living lavish
Better get with the drill like Milwaukee
Just cause we get bucks, no talking
Got my semi in the back of my truck
Still ready, press lock, still skills deadly
Yeah, when I run em up, gun em up
Get back, still strapped in the trap
Mask down, hoodie up, don't ask how
I've been attracting when I rap, I'm attacking
On your wack MC's on a track, bring a A game like
Uh, dope when I let it go with a pen
Yeah, knock, go, stroke, not again
So don't be pretend cause I'll smoke you
Then trend cause of my pro tools
I'm hopeful to be competitive, not repetitive vocals
Grab a sedative cause I said I've been making rappers upset again
I'm set to binge, unsettling
Big stepper in, so you don't want beef with a prime veteran
Bitch, you're barely able to switch up as a factor
One note hacker, that's all she wrote, actor
You'll need some more tack or some speed
Yeah, green, so stack whores
Go ahead, punch instead, you're my lunch
Punch lines, dine on, such a touch
I'm gonna cork a fork off in your head
My hand torque resorts, now you're dead
Nervous split, this verse spit
Makes rappers nervous, I splurge with words
Every written that occurs
Rappers wishing I would stop, drop, or go missing
The nerve, oh
Observe how I swerve the whip
If I had beef, I would throw in a pot and stir that shit
I can't stop or slow down
I'm not, I'm not grown now, and I'm homebound
But y'all forget the flow, sounds like pros with pronouns
Yeah, I got y'all froze like snow hounds
Suppose I paused, yeah
Broke jaws and exposed your flaws
Oh, I choked my foes and broke vocal cords
If I had no control, I would off you whores
You soft, it's wrong, your song so wack
And I've stood by long enough
That scrap gets slapped
I'm back to cause ruckus
Cause I don't give a fuck, fuck Vazz
Say hello to my little friend
My cap's off with the pick again
The track's yours and I'm snatching it
Call me a thief cause it's inaccurate
I'm back to spit, packing gifts in my bags and shit
Prescription bottle is volume full
And I just took all your valuables
The form's vicious when I perform
That's it, like I
Core form, bitches, you were worn snitches
See the uniform fitted leaves me
Falling in my youth this morning
Spew this brawl and stupid callings
From the less fortunate
Want beef, then I'm causing it
With it, yeah
Black diamond squad shit
I go hard, bar after bar
Getting fast money, call that NASCAR
My buddy sprays, I call him Jar Jar
Pull up in the spaceship
Bumping my playlist, going ape shit
Water on me, got him hating
Starting at my drip like Raven
Got ice blocks on my wrist
I'm physically sick, really on the shit
Like a blunt, I'm lit
Carry the heater by my hip
On some wild, wild west shit
Tight, yeah, check the fit
Mafia done, with the fedora on
Fuck with me, won't be breathing long
My circle small, only keep the ones around me, dog
Crack open a bottle like the cigar
Pour some out in memory of those who passed on
They tell me I need a filter
But I'm too raw
Leonidas kicked to the chest
I kick back like yo
Where the flows at, I don't know
Prozac, couple xans in a bowl pack
Oh man, where the hoes at
I'ma throw hands if you go at
Any member in my clique
Take your pick like Kodak
I'm a snap, I can't hold back
When all these kids cap like a snapback
On a hat rack, up in lids
Man they so wack, go lie
Through your teeth, wonder why I won't
Speak to you while I'ma rise
Every week, review we do
They say we eating, you like seafood
Take a seat dude, I got the same
Game on, see through
I'm the main character, and there's no sequel
I will embarrass you
In front of all your people
I don't see the emcees as an equal