Lyrics Xibalba - Sloth Mob feat. Sensamura & Stroodle Boy

Don't get any ideas
Ideas
I got too many of those already
Rowboat go slow through the eddies
Won't tip over if the flow go steady
And if you know me you know that I'm petty
But if you know me you really ain't many
So get a hold of me 'fore you get messy
And I turn all of y'all into spaghetti
I said y'all ain't ready
I'm sinking the levy
You thinking you living opaque
But I see through the fog and I got better targets
I'm giving the gibbon a break
Ain't no mistake
I'ma be making you pay
Ripping out your vertebrae
Ain't no escape
Don't even care if you pray
You fake and you stink of decay
You some racist, sexist, stupid ass pigs
I'm afraid to say you'll slave away inside the hole you dig
So why you playing pretend, uh
Why can't you believe in your friends, uh
The things you are tryna defend, uh
Are soon gonna be at their end, uh
Sloth Mob
Tryna bob and weave
You honestly thought you could cross with me
Thought I was weak
It would seven days to possibly
Get up on top of me and that's facts
How are you giving me flack
How you goin talk all this yackity-yack
Go any further and I won't hold back
Making some money I'm stacking this cash, yuh

Shut up or I'll hit you with a baseball bat
Hey
That rhymed too
As long as I'm rhyming I will never be one of you
And when you are one of me
Maybe you'll finally see that I'm not what you think
And if you think what you saw
Is stupid and gets you refusing to all sing along
You're already hearing this song
You'll probably kneel before long

Haha, you fool
You activated my trap card
If you listened this far into the song, I already won

On and off like Lonzo Ball
Need you a verse then just give me a call
Run up on me and I promise you fall
Nearing the border we jumping the wall
Pass you the mic like you was my guy
I got a clear vision like I was the fly
Tell me give up but I do not comply
If you ain't gonna spit I'm saying goodbye
All of the fools believe they can top me
Princess by proxy
Running through songs and you cannot stop me
I'm in my bag you caught a body
Stroodle the Gibbon is what you can call me
I'm doing arson
Damn it you caught me
I burned your ears like I was naughty
Better run up and red dot me, aye
Me and Yung Sens
We never fail to impress
Spewing your garbage, I got me a vest
That protects me from your bullshit
My flows growing like they sunlit
Chains swinging round like a monkey
Got a monotone voice like Dunkey
I ain't sad, my life is sunny
I find it funny
Fools think I'm an emo
Think I'm a junkie
Y'all don't know me
You actin dummy
May go fishing but I ain't that scummy
Arms are tan but they ain't ever bloody
Bars are confusing, yes I know
All straight bangers
Five in a row
All these fools are asking how they can flow
They don't know the code, bitch

Whether One Death or Seven
You'll all end up dead in Xibalba (Xibalba)
Xibalba (Xibalba)
We seeping in jaundice
While y'all sleeping on us Xibalba (Xibalba)
Xibalba (Xibalba)

Whether One Death or Seven
You'll all end up dead in Xibalba (Xibalba)
Xibalba (Xibalba)
We seeping in jaundice
While y'all sleeping on us Xibalba (Xibalba)
Xibalba (Xibalba)