Текст песни mc pryde - Zh3dd

Target insight
Got a lock on
Silver on my damn body, like Long John's
Better get ready, get your socks on
Smackin' down your Will, no Chris Rock
Girls lookin' all scared, cause I diss thots
I remember when I got a slipknot
You really thinkin' that I'm slippin, yeah I think not
If you talkin' shit, I'll hit em with a buckshot

Target insight
Got a lock on
Silver on my damn body, like Long John's
Better get ready, get your socks on
Smackin' down your Will, no Chris Rock
Girls lookin' all scared, cause I diss thots
I remember when I got a slipknot
You really thinkin' that I'm slippin, yeah I think not
If you talkin' shit, I'll hit em with a buckshot

Why the fuck not?
I'm a sadist
When to comes to rappin' I'm passin'
It's like i'm acing
The class, and I'm tacklin' rap
Without a case
Still I make this mic burn up, I'm thankin' Jake and I'm
Bad like Michael with leather and shit
You ain't gonna find another who is better than this
People call me out for bein' on my bull
On every song
That's the Cowboy in me, bitch
Now, I feel like Tim McGraw

They way I rap it's like I'm packin' a mac
Attackin' a rapper, and bust a fuckin' cap, and I'm tanking
A bunch of other motherfuckers
Who be lackin' the bracket
I'm after the bag, and
I'm talkin' closin' bodies in a casket
You think I'm actin?
I'm no joker
I could do this stone cold drunk
Or sober
Thinkin' that god will save you, not so
Cause there ain't no church in the wild
I'm like Hova

Target insight
Got a lock on
Silver on my damn body, like Long John's
Better get ready, get your socks on
Smackin' down your Will, no Chris Rock
Girls lookin' all scared, cause I diss thots
I remember when I got a slipknot
You really thinkin' that I'm slippin, yeah I think not
If you talkin' shit, I'll hit em with a buckshot

Target insight
Got a lock on
Silver on my damn body, like Long John's
Better get ready, get your socks on
Smackin' down your Will, no Chris Rock
Girls lookin' all scared, cause I diss thots
I remember when I got a slipknot
You really thinkin' that I'm slippin, yeah I think not
If you talkin' shit, I'll hit em with a buckshot

All your little songs, I really hated
Man, I'm faded
I'm thinking that you are complicated
Always demonstrated I'm underrated
I'm under paid, a gunner
Laid a gun on your fuckin' face, and
You runnin'
I'm thinkin' that I'm one
To have a lyrical gun
An added scope and a drum
To give me a bit of fun
Ra-pa-pa-pa-pum
Lookin' at me like I'm dumb
I'm sickenin' to the tum
You're a dick, and I'm fuckin' done

Cause I know you gotta say the same shit
Lookin' at your numbers like you famous
28 plays, ain't sayin' shit
You a lame, get out the game, cause you ain't it
I ain't playin'
I'm an alien
Cause I'm writin' till outta space
Boy, you lookin' like you outta place
You outta shape, so please
Learn your shit before steppin' to me, like

Target insight
Got a lock on
Silver on my damn body, like Long John's
Better get ready, get your socks on
Smackin' down your Will, no Chris Rock
Girls lookin' all scared, cause I diss thots
I remember when I got a slipknot
You really thinkin' that I'm slippin, yeah I think not
If you talkin' shit, I'll hit em with a buckshot

Target insight
Got a lock on
Silver on my damn body, like Long John's
Better get ready, get your socks on
Smackin' down your Will, no Chris Rock
Girls lookin' all scared, cause I diss thots
I remember when I got a slipknot
You really thinkin' that I'm slippin, yeah I think not
If you talkin' shit, I'll hit em with a buckshot