Lyrics Family - Smoothie General

Retaliated results of a new millennium
The powers that be don't want any of us
And I guess that's a direct result of how we see each other
But hold up, listen to this

Gotta whole lotta dead numbers still in my phone
Gotta whole lotta of rhymes now the kids in his zone
Gotta whole lotta bullshit I gotta let out
Gotta whole lotta red I'm completely flushed out

Now the truth of the matter is I'm not the person
I'm not the guy that'll get your attention
I'm just a film kid who wrote shit on paper
Too wormy, for top 40 players
Needed someone for that counter balance
So I found Thug and we were the baddest
(Homie you're white)
Fuck if I care
I'll put four of em down and leave one in the air
Bring your team through I'll shut em down
At heart, I'm just a rhymesayer
Check what the kid say still don't get it?
Shit, hit me on the net later
And I only got organic papers wrapped around all my trees
But I lost it all that's a matter of fact
Kid makes a big bang that's a tit for a tat
You fucked up
You bitches know nothin
Dump this fist in your gut
Leave you on the ground squirmin
We shoot up your kidney your family go missin
I'm walkin down Dauphin while you shake and pissin
Foot to the floor in the truck
Speed down the pike
Don't give a fuck
(Nah)
Punk CDs in the trunk
Foot to your nuts, Imma go up
(Bruh)
I'll rap you in circles I'll rap you to death
The kid from the block got the keys to the jet
I'm stayin inside there's no interactions
At the end of the day it's dissatisfaction
Peace, love and a hint of tulip
Tree trunk
Fashion losers
Got a hole in my head where my memory leaks
As a matter of fact, I'm sweeping the streets
As a matter of fact, you're fucking obnoxious
Turn your face around, you're making me nauseous
Words sicker than a Taiwanese whore
As a matter of fact, hope your face meets the floor
As a matter of fact, I think you're the worst
Back to back seasons
Than Clippers in four
I'll rap up your idols I mean disrespect
At the end of the day
Fuck drake and the rest
Put my piece to your chest
To put peace in my chest
Why you wearing a vest?
When I step out I'm stressed
If you see that I'm pressed at the fuckin outset
Then don't approach me with shit you'll be on a downtrend