Song: Drop the World Remix
Artist:  Roach
Year: 2012
Viewed: 41 - Published at: 8 years ago

[Verse 1: Papa Pill]
Get in the position to listen
I'm not dissin' the poor kids into submission
But I envision some people I'm pissin'
Off, they can suck it
And then my ass, man, they must be kissin'
Marijuana could not have even stopped the primadonnas
We bottle some babies heads, hot as a pepper injection
To the section of the brain, I'm saying the brain's
Melting at the count of three
Charge your battery
Mindset free, but yet words couldn't have served a better purpose to me
A nurse couldn't stop the ill from Papa Pill
Villain cracker, attacker,left unguarded, don't stop, I'll snatch ya
Dont run, I'll catch ya
Bet you never seen one as mean as me
Since you saw a scene from a movie that deals with the number 13
It's in my genes
I'm a team, can't you see?
It is me, let me be
...
Get away
Bodies in a rave
There's no better way
On a Saturday
Gotta get a say
Fuck any expectations
Fly high on an expedition
In the stars I'll set my mission
No way I'll be repetition
Break rules, sedition
There I will defeat my competition once more
And I'll bash on any male idiots and dumb whores
[Verse 2: Roach]
Up in the sky, yeah I fly high
They say I'm a fly guy, make them lie guy
And damn, must be a great spy
Cause I'm undercover, all the time
E-S-P-I-onage
Stuck on you like a decoupage
Stuck on you like Matt Damon
Look, what I'm sayin' is, girl
I want to make a montage
You saying maybe?
Shut the fuck up, trick
You must be a sick pup
I'll fuck a trick up, Yeah I'll fuck around till my dick get a lick up
Exploding like an Explosm
C-H knows it
Finger them like Tosin
Rocking back and forth, this dog's leading the pack, watch your toes
So fuck it, guess I'll pick the world up
Drop it on you, leave you curled up
And when Pixar gets to my mixer
He'll be saying "keep the word up"
Me and Macc gonna jack, smack back, attack, smash you
Fuck you up like FACK
Fucking crushed like Atlas with no pages, that's a broken back
Yeah, that's one hell of a verse
Your situations getting worse
I'm here to spit rhymes and my lines diverse
The words I spit'll put you in a hearse
I'm here to take some body shots
Some body rails, go "la-di-da"
Show up three hours late and walk in here like this is why I'm hot
[Verse 3: Papa Pill]
Me and Roach are ego, you feed it
Rhymes, we need it
And the game, we lead it
Rolling in dope, we need it
Resurrect rap like Jesus
Indeed it is time we rhyme on dimes
... like a fetus
Stick our penises in a bitch
We ain't got no diseases
As you jokers rap to us, you're amusing
Even funnier, it's your bitch that we're abusing
And the punchline is you don't realize it but you're losing

[Roach]
And were using all these girls
But we ain't losing all these girls
And we drinking till we hurl
And we sweating it like earl
And it's this beat that we're infection
With our rhymes that your dissecting
And the statue we're erecting is an idol
Yeah, we rocking like we acting on the wisest suggestion
Now pay attention to our desolate, defective direction
And don't mention that we're high or in another dimension
Now take a Big Macc to the mouth, you better stand at attention
[Papa Pill]
We never flop
When it comes to hip-hop
The job stops, on lock
When we come, the block flocks
Man, sure as hell we don't have any credentials
But sure as hell, we've got more potential
We knock the dentals, get rentals, parental discretion advised
Two white kids from Ocean, yeah we a fucking surprise
Dr. Dre -

[Roach]
-And Kanye in a fucking disguise
And when you hear us come around man -

[Papa Pill]
You run and you hide

[Roach]
Cause Roach'll toast your ass to a pile of ash
And Papa's gonna pop a cap until your brains be going splat
Just remember when you coming looking for the baddest
Roach and Papa Pill are here to make your static dramatic

( Roach )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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