Punchlines,Metaphores
Punchline G'od
Lyrics
1st. verse
street patience is suhin i neva mingle wit
im def in my bowels kid,i aint gonna b hearin shit
breezies blast big wit small sounds
an u only last 1 round when i introduce a couple rounds
doin killins in ya hood, u aint brave g'od
seein murda b4 it see u ,na? u blind to death like raycharles
drive by the spot where you n ya boyz used to free at
and put holes in ya chest where ya nipples used to be at
i see into ya plot, betta hide ya plight
i get pussies wet like messy on a friday night
homie..
lemme address thug, cuz on yo streets
ya crew aint neva puttin bullets in dem sling shots geek!
chorus.2x
u aint neva hustle
u wana rumble wit the who?
u gunna get the
punchline....g'od
2nd.
fuccin wit the kid, kid u shoulda known
u cant get me sweatin,summer shorts replace muh wintah clothes-needs to get to gettin
u aint thug, u front trouble
i switchblades like a wesley snipes movie stunt double
neva fear bug niggaz u cocc bitch
its a threat to forsee like romies rhymes spoken to prophets
u cant hold me villin
only coward azz niggaz are born dead before the hood can kill em
been raised to stay away from hursts
an pop at mutha fucca necc while yellin OBEY YUH THIRST
why nigga why?? u makin me sicc blacc...
my palms dont even touch my dicc the way im allergic to wacc
