Intro: (Major Payne)
You like to rhyme boy?
Whats your
Verse 1:
Demonic thoughts
Evilish ways
Devilish walk
Don’t believe what he say
You never know what he would do to take control
Take away a piece of your soul create a hole
And make it seem like this is something you have chose
Try to hide the fact that they don’t wanna see it close
If this is the land of the free, then i wonder what my moneys gonna be worth
Or will the root of all evil send me plummeting to the dirt
Is it worth it? Is it worth it?
I don’t know cause i ain't' perfect
Success comes with a price and I know damn well I deserve it
But them haters trying to hex me now
Cause all my chicks is sexy now
Rappers respect me now
Cause “i do it” check me out
And you can see that your fate is here
And that my fate is near
If you don’t like me you should hate your ear
I think its time that I made it clear
That I’m finna blow up so you know what?
You gonna have to face your fears
Hook:
I ain't' never gon' stop, they’d rather see me go
Cause when you spit this hot, they’d rather see you froze
I ain't' reach the top, but I’m like three below
Keep it cold
Flow and my soul is -3° Below (x2)
Verse 2:
What you doing with your life, tell me what you doing with your life
All the wrong you doing never moving to the right
All the hits you making but you losing every fight
Oxymoron, don’t make me cop a drop to tour on
2 High’s what I soar on
Thinking I ain't hot, you so wrong
You might get thrown off
Into the waters like sonar
I’m so gone
More fish in this sea but I’m so raw
Don’t wish for this beef, ya soul gone
I flip and rip beats, turn hits to mints meat
Ya bitch is with me so hold on
Better cuff that ho(ld)
On if you really really trust that
Ho(ld) up if you really think you puff that
2 High Society can’t touch that
I’ve been on my day to day
Worked hard to the point I can’t change my way
Grinding for that major pay
To put gold in my mouth like Major Payne
I’m like “You like to rhyme boy”
Lost your mind you can’t find boy
Cross that line you might die boy
Get crucified from that High boy
All these rappers telling lies every time that they spit a flow
Everyone claiming they real well it gotta be fictional
I see what you don’t so this shit right here is more than just visual
On top of my pinnacle
2 High if you didn’t know
Hook:
I ain't' never gon' stop, they’d rather see me go
Cause when you spit this hot, they’d rather see you froze
I ain't' reach the top, but I’m like three below
Keep it cold
Flow and my soul is -3° Below (x2)
You like to rhyme boy?
Whats your
Verse 1:
Demonic thoughts
Evilish ways
Devilish walk
Don’t believe what he say
You never know what he would do to take control
Take away a piece of your soul create a hole
And make it seem like this is something you have chose
Try to hide the fact that they don’t wanna see it close
If this is the land of the free, then i wonder what my moneys gonna be worth
Or will the root of all evil send me plummeting to the dirt
Is it worth it? Is it worth it?
I don’t know cause i ain't' perfect
Success comes with a price and I know damn well I deserve it
But them haters trying to hex me now
Cause all my chicks is sexy now
Rappers respect me now
Cause “i do it” check me out
And you can see that your fate is here
And that my fate is near
If you don’t like me you should hate your ear
I think its time that I made it clear
That I’m finna blow up so you know what?
You gonna have to face your fears
Hook:
I ain't' never gon' stop, they’d rather see me go
Cause when you spit this hot, they’d rather see you froze
I ain't' reach the top, but I’m like three below
Keep it cold
Flow and my soul is -3° Below (x2)
Verse 2:
What you doing with your life, tell me what you doing with your life
All the wrong you doing never moving to the right
All the hits you making but you losing every fight
Oxymoron, don’t make me cop a drop to tour on
2 High’s what I soar on
Thinking I ain't hot, you so wrong
You might get thrown off
Into the waters like sonar
I’m so gone
More fish in this sea but I’m so raw
Don’t wish for this beef, ya soul gone
I flip and rip beats, turn hits to mints meat
Ya bitch is with me so hold on
Better cuff that ho(ld)
On if you really really trust that
Ho(ld) up if you really think you puff that
2 High Society can’t touch that
I’ve been on my day to day
Worked hard to the point I can’t change my way
Grinding for that major pay
To put gold in my mouth like Major Payne
I’m like “You like to rhyme boy”
Lost your mind you can’t find boy
Cross that line you might die boy
Get crucified from that High boy
All these rappers telling lies every time that they spit a flow
Everyone claiming they real well it gotta be fictional
I see what you don’t so this shit right here is more than just visual
On top of my pinnacle
2 High if you didn’t know
Hook:
I ain't' never gon' stop, they’d rather see me go
Cause when you spit this hot, they’d rather see you froze
I ain't' reach the top, but I’m like three below
Keep it cold
Flow and my soul is -3° Below (x2)
( DiCipher )
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