LYRIC FOR SALE

By Q-Heffna/2Deep

Take it from me/my niggas'll give it to you
You don't wanna fxxx with this shit I'm spittin to you
I'm with those/career criminals/zeros before the decimals
In private/or at festivals/you'll get it like the rest of 'em
So don't try testing/I'll pass/you'll fail miserably
We can't be beat/any attempt is pitiful
You saw two deer/I mean, you made a couple Bucks
Keep it in the trunk/cuz you get robbed every month
You's a punk/bout to be takin off like wet clothes
Heff knows/remember that when your head blows
Hit up from the back/you'll never even see who sent those
Vet Pros/cold like air when your breath shows
You betta get low/this ain't somethin you should fxxx wit
You don't run shit/but your mouth/now your tongue's bit
You bein dumb bitch/I stayed in them streets/like hydrants
getting violent/and you know we do it in silence
That's the time kid/I get on niggas like poison ivy
Don't believe me try me/why you think they wanna sign me
To put a stop to/all your bitch ass nursery rhyming
It's the perfect timing/you fakes are busted like a hymen
I can hear you cryin, "Why he throw us out on Front street?"
Cuz you say you hot/but/you ain't never felt heat
I'm HOT/like the planet Mercury/and all your plots for murkin me
Hotter than the laser docs are using for your surgery
So if you plan on hurtin me/listen with the urgency
I used to see it perfectly/but now their death's a blur to me
I know you heard of me/I'm the shit like sewer pipes
You mistaken if you're thinking that/me and you alike
Naw/you the type/to get your shit left leakin
Ain't no time for preaching/once your bitches start screaming
Ain't no gettin even/the odds of that/are real slim
So consider that/if you wanna come and kill him
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There's nothing that you can take from me/unless you take from me
I'll give you everything you can take for free/until it's all empty
Even if you try and take a knee/you gon' pay me double or I'll let you see
What happens when you try to play me, G/I don't wanna do it so don't make me pls

(Verse 2)
Dudes get blown away/easy/like dead dandelions
and carried on the wind/for they sins and men they tryin
I'm a pro/I never held my gun sideways
The only thing that's horizontal/is how you gon' lay
How you gon' stay/If you choose the gunplay
they'll be playin organs sadly while your ass on display
It's that 2Deep clique/street shit/and we creep wit
rude dudes who/bruise crews with the sweet lips
shots blow/not slow/when you see that heat lift
through anyone snitchin/or leakin secrets
I pled allegiance/to violence/sewed it and reaped it
It's a blessing that I'm not/ locked down/or deceased kid
So I'ma tell your ass one more 'gen' (time "again")/and I mean this
If you try and corner me/you'll leave the scene split
All I wanna do now/is show my lyrical genius
Every single sentence clear/mumble shit I can't agree with
That's why my rhymes shine like diamonds and sequins
Cuz you dudes lack skill/and I'm proving your weakness
You see this/game/ is full of mumble diseases
And they STILL gettin green/like a nigga that's seasick
Got me pissed like the couches in a frat house
fxxx around and I'll pass out/the nigga with the bad mouth
Didn't do/half of what they said/but I have clout
the other half I did/because I had to go the fast route
Nigga I'll hurt you/like an abscessed tooth
and leave you in them streets with a/absent roof
fxxx what you heard/this is the hardest it get
No make-up or fake cuts/for dark affect
Don't thank us/we shank guts/to pause your breath
Get snakes crushed/straight up/robbed homeless
You want my flow/but you know I already own this
fxxx them chicken ass niggas/leave 'em skinless and boneless.

(Chorus)