Текст песни Head High - DUG-G

Heyy, Yo, pay some attention
This is a declaration of war mf

Don't play with the rebel, here comes the trouble
Not losing another brother
Write it, record it, mix it, release it
I'm destined to stay independent
Be my own master
Streets still be shedding tears
You can't control me
This is the 4th Quarter
I'm getting hotter
On that Mamba Mentality
Waitin' for the last second to beat the buzzer
Rest in Peace Kobe
Rest in Peace Gigi
But what is the reality
I guess I leave it as it is
For another song's topic
And Rest in Peace Nip
What really happened to the homie though
Some things are better left unsaid bro
So much shit I can't say in this song
These are just a couple of names I drop
I don't wanna name names
But this shit is all lame, all I'm droppin' is game
Bitch

You keep your eyes closed
Sell your soul for money and fame
Y'all are sheep, keep it unfair, play with boosters
Cheat the hustle, I'm an independent animal
I got curious and reached to the head-high goat status
You keep your eyes closed
Sell your soul for money and fame
Y'all are sheep, keep it unfair, play with boosters
Cheat the hustle, I'm an independent animal
I got curious and reached to the head-high goat status

Now you really know shit's gettin' serious
'Bout to avenge every single life that you took
Did my research and homework right
'Bout to dethrone every one of you mfs, you can remain silent
That's your right, pussies don't deserve the top spot
Suck it up real nice, take it all the way in
So I can explode in your mouth
Still gonna leave some cum for the eye
I'm talking my shit but I can back it up
I'm done playin' with your ass just like a cat plays with a mouse
Ashes are the only remainings now
Fuck all your secrets, smoke them clout chasin, sneak dissin' rappers
Gotta keep it real brother
Stop me Asap before I turn into Rocky
The Italian Stallion
The warm-up is almost over
Stop calling each other brothers when all you do is kill each other
Humanity evolved but still on the mentality of Cain and Abel
I can keep on going but enough bombing for today, good morning
I'm already feeling a lot better
After dissing some of you lying ass mfs
Stupid soulless sheep-ass puppets
Most of you so-called rappers only copy and run after the cat
Industry boosting the copycats
You chase pussy, I get in the studio then drop a gem in a jiffy
If you try me you'll get murdered lyrically
It's easy, no woody this is not a toy story
Rolling papers only, can't you see
I'm a young OG, a veteran to be exactly
These mfs can't copy me
Can't wait to get on the mic as soon as
I get these stitches out of my mouth
Fuck around and turn on mode Pac
Imma destroy so many of you pussy ass

Nah I'm just fuckin with you
Hahaha
This shit goes hard