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X-Raided - Stratus Fear текст песни

Исполнитель: X-Raided

альбом: A Prayer In Hell


Arise
X-Raided
To a new beginning
New life
Hey hey! Come disrespectful and get a melee
Feelin regretful a nigga may say
That the N9na wit the X go a bit of Ye cray
If they don't give up they pay
We not here ta play play
Grave digga spray prey
Made em really hit the aye bay bay
In a grave they lay
Game of death got a paid vacay (chyeah!)
Wake up wake up!
Stop the fake fucks (chyeah!)
Like a sex doll heck naw
Eat a beat like a vet
When it's Tech in the mess hall (chyeah!)
I'mma bless (chyeah!) yaw
But you niggas don't want me that tall fuck it let's crawl
Then I'll come up and run up the checks dog
Then I'm fresh all at the met Ball
In a bulletproof vest and by best drawz (chyeah!)
Beat the beat up like I do the pudding
Stratus cloud is what is to the footing
Niggas swinging at the air like Cuba Gooding
But (chyeah!) ya arms are too short ta box wit G
So you don't wanna be a opp ta me
Cleverly I spit muthafuckas can't even see my shit
Even in a colonoscopy so
Don't give me no (FAKE!)
Don't give me no (FALSE!)
Don't give me no (FRAUD!) nah!
Don't give me no (HATE!)
Don't give me no (HISS!)
Don't give me no (HYPE!) blah!
Don't give me no phonk
No deceiving or one of us leaving this evening
Don't give me no (SIMP!)
Don't give me no (SOFT!)
Don't give me no (SHIT!) nah
They fear the ascension of the lyricist
So when we go up
They stay down nigga
A lot of us
Never wanna see a nigga shooting up beyond the clouds
They cannot adjust
So they begin all the scheming to hit the foul way
And clog us up
Try to really hold back everything my mouth say
I gotta buss
Nigga never had no stratus fear about me
Who the fuck let these niggas on the scene
Nightmares no dreams they scream
They extremely scheme, we reign supreme
Ain't big as they seem, I've seen they streams
He wanna wear the crown, but he ain't no king
They ain't in his genes, 'cause he ain't no g
Low wealth, it's lean, low self-esteem
Octagon or the ring, bet it ain't no thing
Wake up, wake up, time to make bucks
So generous, fuck fake snakes, so slitherous
Various venomous vipers befriended us
Tried to show love but the hate was continuous
The whole relationship was very tenuous
Tried to lift 'em up, but it was strenuous
They kept offending us
And now they hate X
I'm an original nigga, their apex
They're unoriginal niggas, they ape X
Willing to spray TEC's at those who hate Tech
High-tech like a Tesla
My nine atcha neck for my paycheck
I haven't ate yet
So hungry I'm outta here leaving the troposphere
Don't feel a drop of fear, just call me SpaceX
A lot of us
Never wanna see a nigga shooting up beyond the clouds
They cannot adjust
So they begin all the scheming to hit the foul way
And clog us up
Try to really hold back everything my mouth say
I gotta buss
Nigga never had no stratus fear about me
Can't touch this like Hammer but I did not stammer
Watch your grammar please
Don't gimmie no stress, don't gimmie no cess
Don't gimmie no bammer weed
Don't give me no (FAKE!)
Don't give me no (FALSE!)
Don't give me no (FRAUD!) nah!
Don't give me no (HATE!)
Don't give me no (HISS!)
Don't give me no (HYPE!) blah!
Don't give me no phonk
No deceiving or one of us leaving this evening
Don't give me no (SIMP!)
Don't give me no (SOFT!)
Don't give me no (SHIT!) nah

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