These rappers never seeing me
I'm contemplating what I want my legacy to be
Should I beg and plead for your acceptance?
Nah! Better leave em be
You my sons check your 23andMe
Mike Jordan of this sport I got that 23 in me
Explosive with this pen I got that heavy TNT
Avoid at all costs! If you ever see him, flee
You'll know I'm coming when you smell that Hennessy and weed
I'm a pedigree above you, just a different breed
Simpletons wish that they could do this shit with ease
See I just light a blunt that's filled with eucalyptus leaves
And go stupid with it
I can't explain exactly what I do specifically
Ever since a little youth I've been a student of this music
And I knew the history
And if I wasn't getting loot
Then I would do this shit for free
When you see me clutch your crucifixes superstitiously
I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Word to Bobby J
Everybody getting rocked away
Locked away
I rock the spot so hot this what I got to say
With hunger pains only so many rappers I tolerate
Hunger games rep for the district, the Mocking Jay
This my habitat
Bars backflipping like acrobats
Feel the battle axe
When I'm hopping out of the Cadillac
I been rapping facts, just like the back of the Snapple cap
Y'all do not compute so I'm coming you gon Get Apple macked
Rappers whack
I'm the straw that broke the camels back
Had to snap
I'm the God when spitting battle raps
This the aftermath I'm rolling with my man Nef
You get popped like a quiz, it's me that you can't test
I'm the damn best
Bringing other rappers madd stress
Ya music so trash it has ya fans half deaf
I won't stop rocking till there's one man left
CJ from Grove Street homie, this a Grand Theft
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Uh, I got a Premonition Man
I hear the Sly remarks, well I'm the Demolition Man
I totally recall how all these tryhards reacting
If they come at me with beef I got that Maillard reaction
I put the crack down, sober for a minute
But if you come at me with beats that's when I start relapsing
Shivering and shaking, showing withdrawal symptoms
The shit that you say in your flow is all fiction
The shit that I say in my flow is all sickening
Hit em with that two piece combo, you're all chickens
Yellow, you're all Simpsons
Sounding like a bunch of f*cking slack-jawed yokels
When you rap your vocals
This is Hacksaw Ridge
Bitch you know I'm trouble like a disaffected youth who's rocking black Forces
That'll run up in your crib, kick your backdoors in
And, make you kiss the barrel on that black four fifth
I'm that raw kidd
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Swear to God (feat. Lil Dee & Nef) Video (MV)
Performed By: Bobby J from Rockaway
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: JONAS PERRIN, UNKNOWN UNKNOWN
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These rappers never seeing me
I'm contemplating what I want my legacy to be
Should I beg and plead for your acceptance?
Nah! Better leave em be
You my sons check your 23andMe
Mike Jordan of this sport I got that 23 in me
Explosive with this pen I got that heavy TNT
Avoid at all costs! If you ever see him, flee
You'll know I'm coming when you smell that Hennessy and weed
I'm a pedigree above you, just a different breed
Simpletons wish that they could do this shit with ease
See I just light a blunt that's filled with eucalyptus leaves
And go stupid with it
I can't explain exactly what I do specifically
Ever since a little youth I've been a student of this music
And I knew the history
And if I wasn't getting loot
Then I would do this shit for free
When you see me clutch your crucifixes superstitiously
I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Word to Bobby J
Everybody getting rocked away
Locked away
I rock the spot so hot this what I got to say
With hunger pains only so many rappers I tolerate
Hunger games rep for the district, the Mocking Jay
This my habitat
Bars backflipping like acrobats
Feel the battle axe
When I'm hopping out of the Cadillac
I been rapping facts, just like the back of the Snapple cap
Y'all do not compute so I'm coming you gon Get Apple macked
Rappers whack
I'm the straw that broke the camels back
Had to snap
I'm the God when spitting battle raps
This the aftermath I'm rolling with my man Nef
You get popped like a quiz, it's me that you can't test
I'm the damn best
Bringing other rappers madd stress
Ya music so trash it has ya fans half deaf
I won't stop rocking till there's one man left
CJ from Grove Street homie, this a Grand Theft
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Uh, I got a Premonition Man
I hear the Sly remarks, well I'm the Demolition Man
I totally recall how all these tryhards reacting
If they come at me with beef I got that Maillard reaction
I put the crack down, sober for a minute
But if you come at me with beats that's when I start relapsing
Shivering and shaking, showing withdrawal symptoms
The shit that you say in your flow is all fiction
The shit that I say in my flow is all sickening
Hit em with that two piece combo, you're all chickens
Yellow, you're all Simpsons
Sounding like a bunch of f*cking slack-jawed yokels
When you rap your vocals
This is Hacksaw Ridge
Bitch you know I'm trouble like a disaffected youth who's rocking black Forces
That'll run up in your crib, kick your backdoors in
And, make you kiss the barrel on that black four fifth
I'm that raw kidd
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
I'm contemplating what I want my legacy to be
Should I beg and plead for your acceptance?
Nah! Better leave em be
You my sons check your 23andMe
Mike Jordan of this sport I got that 23 in me
Explosive with this pen I got that heavy TNT
Avoid at all costs! If you ever see him, flee
You'll know I'm coming when you smell that Hennessy and weed
I'm a pedigree above you, just a different breed
Simpletons wish that they could do this shit with ease
See I just light a blunt that's filled with eucalyptus leaves
And go stupid with it
I can't explain exactly what I do specifically
Ever since a little youth I've been a student of this music
And I knew the history
And if I wasn't getting loot
Then I would do this shit for free
When you see me clutch your crucifixes superstitiously
I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Word to Bobby J
Everybody getting rocked away
Locked away
I rock the spot so hot this what I got to say
With hunger pains only so many rappers I tolerate
Hunger games rep for the district, the Mocking Jay
This my habitat
Bars backflipping like acrobats
Feel the battle axe
When I'm hopping out of the Cadillac
I been rapping facts, just like the back of the Snapple cap
Y'all do not compute so I'm coming you gon Get Apple macked
Rappers whack
I'm the straw that broke the camels back
Had to snap
I'm the God when spitting battle raps
This the aftermath I'm rolling with my man Nef
You get popped like a quiz, it's me that you can't test
I'm the damn best
Bringing other rappers madd stress
Ya music so trash it has ya fans half deaf
I won't stop rocking till there's one man left
CJ from Grove Street homie, this a Grand Theft
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Uh, I got a Premonition Man
I hear the Sly remarks, well I'm the Demolition Man
I totally recall how all these tryhards reacting
If they come at me with beef I got that Maillard reaction
I put the crack down, sober for a minute
But if you come at me with beats that's when I start relapsing
Shivering and shaking, showing withdrawal symptoms
The shit that you say in your flow is all fiction
The shit that I say in my flow is all sickening
Hit em with that two piece combo, you're all chickens
Yellow, you're all Simpsons
Sounding like a bunch of f*cking slack-jawed yokels
When you rap your vocals
This is Hacksaw Ridge
Bitch you know I'm trouble like a disaffected youth who's rocking black Forces
That'll run up in your crib, kick your backdoors in
And, make you kiss the barrel on that black four fifth
I'm that raw kidd
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
I swear to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God
Writer: JONAS PERRIN, UNKNOWN UNKNOWN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid