Lyrics Brolic - Hemlock

Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Chains, Off, So, Run
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Lone, Wolf, Go, Dumb

Straight out the east coast we don't want no peace no
Take kings curb stomp crowns thru their weak nose
In all black fresh Timbs snap a fleek pose
Chic clothes, play me roll the dice like da cee los
Boondock saints type-a pea coat
Giant fe fi fo fum out his sleep woke
No joke lone wolf alter ego
Im the real thing these rappers placebos

Ha, yea
Told em
They, Ain't, Ready - Nah!

I'm finly awake might die just to cease hate
Fate reliable as a Kanye release date
Food for thought hey can I at least taste
Soft baked crust scarfin down diddys cheesecake
Listen sonny dont play like no dummy
Cant falter I ain't about the money
Call me Barbara Walters Imma run 2020

Ha, yo
I told em,
They ain't ready, nah

Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Chains, Off, So, Run
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Get, High, Go, Numb

PTSD like a Nam vet
Me on Funk Flex nah bitch I'm a bomb threat
Cold feet nah drippin palm sweat
Hot nine seven ain't ready not a calm guest
Imma monster call me lochness
Divin feet first best believe Imma sock this
Modest nah you know I reek hotness
Cocky might stick my dick down ya epiglottis

Ha, yea
Told em
They, Ain't, Ready - Nah!

Wicks lit little shit I'm ya enemy
Wit the inner chi of Keanu Reeves energy
He's too in ya face is what they tellin me
At this pace radio stations repelling me
Good my soul aint for sellin G
Every-time I fell thats whats been propellin me
Struck a cord in you my favorite melody
Thought you full of shit now I see its just jealousy