To NOW I... ft. PUUN Lyrics

Maybe they will

Maybe they won't

Maybe I'll chill

Maybe I

FUCK THAT SHIT

Maybe they will

Maybe they won't

Maybe I'll chill

Maybe I won't

Maybe I'll kill em and dump off the boat

I got Stugots and two guys with the rope

I said you Pussy you already know

Licking the clit and the Kitty get owned

What is the issue

Nah I'm finna press it

Getting aggressive to mess with the pain

I sever the headless put Nick in a grave

Fuck do I say

Fuck do I do

You fucking with me

I'm fucking with you

Down in the dirty the dugout the ditch

You never seen trench

Never seen momma with her face all drenched

Step daddy's hands they still in a clench

Starting to sound a little like Em

Starting to sound a little like them

They stuck in a box and try to stick you

I am just wishing Seth Green was my daddy

So I could say I put the jiu in jitsu

Imma big fool

Imma dick too

I'm gonna do whatever I intend, oof!

I'm gonna do

I'm gonna do anything within my reach

The sky is the limit but I'm at the beach

Sand in my toes damnit I'm thrown

I never was chose I'm up on my feet

I run in the ocean I gotta better flows than

I'm riding a wave fuck any yo bitch

Without knowing names, calling her babe

She calling me daddy, but I will not save

This ain't a game the engine ain't loading

I'm blowing the engine I finger fuck hoes then

I wrote all these poems I'm paving a lane

Say what I say but you couldn't do it

You pussy's is proven to stay with the lame

Maybe I'm magic

Maybe the makeup won't make me look tragic

Maybe these Maybelline babies'll have me

Maybe they will

Maybe they

FUCK THAT SHIT

Maybe they will

Maybe they won't

Maybe I'll chill

Maybe I won't

Maybe I'll kill em and dump off the boat

I got Stugots and two guys with the rope

I said you Pussy you already know

Licking the clit and the Kitty get owned

Maybe they will

Maybe they can't handle the flow

Crazy I'm still

Baby I get it on the go

Get it in whole spliff it and roll stay in my lane

Bull-shitting these hoes

Gifted with show lifted by blow

Range wit my game limits don't hold

A wise man once said blow two to the head

I guess you can say now that he learned how to keep it to him self instead

Why did I do it the rhyme is so lucid

I guess it's just from my time and influence

My mind is so fluid with lines of illusion

I cant stop em from combining and spewing

Deep breath...

Let me relax for a second

Beat steps...

Nevermind I'm rapping to wreck it

Me next...

Every rhyme I'm slappin' in lessons

Heats best...

Everytime I'm clappin' in sessions

Im liftin' the beat I'm a pitch in the sheets

Bitch I am music

I struck a chord with drums of war

I ain't done what I done till I've done to it

Fuck paper I'm music's new medium

Yeah I can be your ghost right

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