[Intro]
Yo
It's In The Zone
It's Yung Rudd
Check me out yo
Yo
[Verse]
It's the illest niglet coming from the vicious west side of the Trinity
Who they all wanna see
Flow like skillets
They get hot and beats I grill it
All the fans and people feel it
While these haters are all wannabes
I just billit off of gimmicks
'Cause the shit is just ridiculous
'Cause I know y'all dig it, like oil underseas
Cash, I live it
And the hotness of my chick shows how you come up short
And lime with heifers, like that wallaby
You know, Rocko?
It's only losers want gyal who want mankind in their mouths
Like Socko
Taking more man than a blocko
The amount of black men she's killed off
You would swear she was a cop, yo
From the U.S. but this topic have to drop, though
I'z a man don't waste time on a thot so
Only thing I like doing is writing flows
From the night until the cock crows
Jot those
Lyrics on the pad
And give it to the people them
Ever since my dad
Let me on the scene with him
I just go mad
Seeing fans scream and thing
Music is my dream and thing
My baby, like what Bieber sing
Pops, I know I was green like seasoning
But you should've held your son down, like evening
'Cause the way I spit this shit keeps the bloodline strong
Done know we some kings, it's a regal thing
That other people wouldn't get
Still I having no regrets
Cut us short in Sunset
And we STILL mash up the fete
And I ain't gonna lie B
You trying to touch the throne?
Hmm... core blimey
Yo let a nigga try me
Yo
It's In The Zone
It's Yung Rudd
Check me out yo
Yo
[Verse]
It's the illest niglet coming from the vicious west side of the Trinity
Who they all wanna see
Flow like skillets
They get hot and beats I grill it
All the fans and people feel it
While these haters are all wannabes
I just billit off of gimmicks
'Cause the shit is just ridiculous
'Cause I know y'all dig it, like oil underseas
Cash, I live it
And the hotness of my chick shows how you come up short
And lime with heifers, like that wallaby
You know, Rocko?
It's only losers want gyal who want mankind in their mouths
Like Socko
Taking more man than a blocko
The amount of black men she's killed off
You would swear she was a cop, yo
From the U.S. but this topic have to drop, though
I'z a man don't waste time on a thot so
Only thing I like doing is writing flows
From the night until the cock crows
Jot those
Lyrics on the pad
And give it to the people them
Ever since my dad
Let me on the scene with him
I just go mad
Seeing fans scream and thing
Music is my dream and thing
My baby, like what Bieber sing
Pops, I know I was green like seasoning
But you should've held your son down, like evening
'Cause the way I spit this shit keeps the bloodline strong
Done know we some kings, it's a regal thing
That other people wouldn't get
Still I having no regrets
Cut us short in Sunset
And we STILL mash up the fete
And I ain't gonna lie B
You trying to touch the throne?
Hmm... core blimey
Yo let a nigga try me
( Isaac Rudder )
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