hood nerd - merksvillain lyrics
hood nerd/ knuckle game stupid/
wit my glasses on/ sellin dope in the form of beats trappin out my home// crack music dealer you could hear it comin out my songs
check me out/ merkel myers/ psycho on the microphone/ best weed in my swisher sweet i don’t like the bongs/ boy shorts on my bad b*tches/ i don’t like the thongs
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all black/ dreads under my strap back/ feds think i push crack sacks/ but this n*gga ain’t wit it// i flip sylla bills/ till i stack silly bills/ i’m reppin that city still/ the question really’s/ is he ill?/ i raised my hand/, yes i’m is/ shamananya/ you n*ggas is feminine wit it you peasants can never keep up wit the sire/ neva no liar/ i dead em behead em and set em in fire/ go head and try it/ fna is quiet move in silence/ ever heard of villain that tries to keep the peace/ holler “i don’t want no trouble” right before he clean the street/ i meditate to keep it straight/ these city streets ain’t nothin safe/ submerge my nerves in stressful states/ my senses heightened/ stay awake/(ooh ahh)
my aura seems mysterious to humankind/ no one cracks my case/ i’m hardly ever wit my shoes untied/
i’m a sight to see/ the only cat to fight the beast/ bring life to beats/ and write that heavy sh*t to crack the street//
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once again it’s that cocoa individual/
loco when he spit achu/
plutonic mackin/
smoking herbal wit a chick or two/
bottle of bombay/ and a blunt/
and it’s go time/
chronic wit oj and molly it’s showtime//
ain’t into habits i drop it in moderation/
i been the baddest
hip hop is my occupation/
i be raddest since raditz met kakarot by that sp*ceship/
got my eyes on the game and i’m finna give it a face lift/
fraudulent rap/ n*ggas is trap yapping wit fake lips//
n*ggas can dance to it but none of it makes sense/
i keep it gucci, you keep it coogi/ you nothing to me/
i’m speaking truthfully
you selling soup and it don’t amuse me/ i treat my lady like she a queen and she bless the god/ down for the duce screw/ to duh ain’t gotta shoo the groupies// calculated moves to the wire*like bobby fischer/ watching the watchers/ got tricks to re*route the snotty sniffers/ you hardly different/ i’m h*lla different and h*lla gifted// if it’s anybody that’s better spittin/ i must missed it//
all i hear is a buncha sh*t from sum busta b*tches// talking like pimps/ but they just dependent on busted b*tches//
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