[Intro: Henry Gold]
Henry Gold x Deala
Let's burst d beat down man! Devil made me a beast now
Let's kill d beat
[1 verse: Deala]
Ain't got much time to think 'bout some shit only act
Don't give a damn if the assholes suppose it's a shit but it's a real fact
Wanted to rob yo' boss but you hadn't stacked
No time to slack off but yo' fat ass can't handle, it wanna chill
If someone gonna harass my homies I will fill
The fuckin' clip with 7 bullets, guess what the fuck is that, you will have a last meal
Am actin' like as usual, I just keep it real
For us it's simple to cope with dat shit
Work hard everyday to make tha real ol' school hit
Am ready all the time if you wanna competе
I'll kick yo' fat ass out on the muthafuckin' street
Stop at a traffic light n start bangin' on the crossroads
Take from thе trunk n punch in yo' face by the rods
Neva talkin' 'bout the total shit on the social media, 'cuz it'z pressed fo' time
Asshole gonna bust a cap in yo' fuckin' back n you'll visit the doctor to align
That's why you must stay in a house, dat's the muthafuckin' sign
Wake up early to do so much shit, 'cuz it's now or neva
Stopped watchin' fuckin' idiot box, 'cuz they talkin' 'bout whateva
That's just a total muthafuckin' chatter
[Chorus: Henry Gold, Deala]
It'z time for me to bring back the old school
They know I love 2pac
The Devil made me notorious
Everything glorious, it's obvious
It'z pressed fo' time
So I drop fast anotha phat line
Always don't give a damn if dat shit ain't fine
The main than is each rhyme in my mind
[2 verse: Henry Gold]
I told my Niggas it's pressed for time
'Cause I put my life on d line and made the devil smile
I fucking grew up, I fucking screw up, got introduced
To the Game with d pain
Devil got me locked in this chain, huh! Coming up as the Hottest Rapper from Africa, I made it through America
Still recall when I never own a car
Got Inspired by Biggie smalls right now
I'll never show no remorse
Revenge is a must the rap game made me an animal
Even Biggie knows am phenomenal
My rap lines travels International
Look at this I'll never hurt you intentional, huh!
When am doing real, am riding real
All my niggas knows I just need that pill
I just want that zeal
Henry Gold! I made it real fuck d new school! All old school shit! I do it real
Nigga why you act like a fool
'Cause I got d tool
I've been in my home, nigga am all alone doing real
In my studio, see my audio
Fuck d new school!
Henry Gold!
[Chorus]
[3 verse: Deala]
Dropped this album in my borough
Step to us just fo' the hell of it, yo' ass will acquire the muthafuckin' sorrow
Got abused n went to snitch to yo' fuckin' father
We will know it n just gonna smother
Real hard muthafuckas start to deplete
Deala talkin' 'bout yo' fuckin' homies n bitches, we would recommend ya to not compete
If you don't prefer to live on the muthafuckin' street
Bitch wanna furiously gobble my dick
Don't interrupt her, 'cuz you will do it instead of her 'till the feelin' sick
Get assembled with my homies n approach yo' hut
If you are in there with yo' bitch, we really don't give a muthafuck
So, we start knockin'
No one answerin' us, so f'real you just suckin'
Bought some paper n my homies tuckin'
We break into dat shit n put yo' ass in the shackle
Wanna break dat shit down but it won't be crackle
At that time ya start to strain n yo' ass is dropped
Should posse up much earlier to the bus lane, 'cuz now you ain't got time n we make yo' fat ass get locked
Let's get back when we broke into yo' muthafuckin' hizzle n begin to menace
We will extort our fuckin' snaps by the acute paper n make you playin' 'till you can't no more the fuckin' tennis
[Outro: Henry Gold, Deala]
Yeah! Going off!! Yeah!
Peace out nigga
Hope u love our shit! Hope u love our cigar
Take it down! We just made the hit
Neva got the fuckin' time, so I'mma put the real shit down anytime
Time is the main thang of mankind n dat's real
Henry Gold x Deala
Let's burst d beat down man! Devil made me a beast now
Let's kill d beat
[1 verse: Deala]
Ain't got much time to think 'bout some shit only act
Don't give a damn if the assholes suppose it's a shit but it's a real fact
Wanted to rob yo' boss but you hadn't stacked
No time to slack off but yo' fat ass can't handle, it wanna chill
If someone gonna harass my homies I will fill
The fuckin' clip with 7 bullets, guess what the fuck is that, you will have a last meal
Am actin' like as usual, I just keep it real
For us it's simple to cope with dat shit
Work hard everyday to make tha real ol' school hit
Am ready all the time if you wanna competе
I'll kick yo' fat ass out on the muthafuckin' street
Stop at a traffic light n start bangin' on the crossroads
Take from thе trunk n punch in yo' face by the rods
Neva talkin' 'bout the total shit on the social media, 'cuz it'z pressed fo' time
Asshole gonna bust a cap in yo' fuckin' back n you'll visit the doctor to align
That's why you must stay in a house, dat's the muthafuckin' sign
Wake up early to do so much shit, 'cuz it's now or neva
Stopped watchin' fuckin' idiot box, 'cuz they talkin' 'bout whateva
That's just a total muthafuckin' chatter
[Chorus: Henry Gold, Deala]
It'z time for me to bring back the old school
They know I love 2pac
The Devil made me notorious
Everything glorious, it's obvious
It'z pressed fo' time
So I drop fast anotha phat line
Always don't give a damn if dat shit ain't fine
The main than is each rhyme in my mind
[2 verse: Henry Gold]
I told my Niggas it's pressed for time
'Cause I put my life on d line and made the devil smile
I fucking grew up, I fucking screw up, got introduced
To the Game with d pain
Devil got me locked in this chain, huh! Coming up as the Hottest Rapper from Africa, I made it through America
Still recall when I never own a car
Got Inspired by Biggie smalls right now
I'll never show no remorse
Revenge is a must the rap game made me an animal
Even Biggie knows am phenomenal
My rap lines travels International
Look at this I'll never hurt you intentional, huh!
When am doing real, am riding real
All my niggas knows I just need that pill
I just want that zeal
Henry Gold! I made it real fuck d new school! All old school shit! I do it real
Nigga why you act like a fool
'Cause I got d tool
I've been in my home, nigga am all alone doing real
In my studio, see my audio
Fuck d new school!
Henry Gold!
[Chorus]
[3 verse: Deala]
Dropped this album in my borough
Step to us just fo' the hell of it, yo' ass will acquire the muthafuckin' sorrow
Got abused n went to snitch to yo' fuckin' father
We will know it n just gonna smother
Real hard muthafuckas start to deplete
Deala talkin' 'bout yo' fuckin' homies n bitches, we would recommend ya to not compete
If you don't prefer to live on the muthafuckin' street
Bitch wanna furiously gobble my dick
Don't interrupt her, 'cuz you will do it instead of her 'till the feelin' sick
Get assembled with my homies n approach yo' hut
If you are in there with yo' bitch, we really don't give a muthafuck
So, we start knockin'
No one answerin' us, so f'real you just suckin'
Bought some paper n my homies tuckin'
We break into dat shit n put yo' ass in the shackle
Wanna break dat shit down but it won't be crackle
At that time ya start to strain n yo' ass is dropped
Should posse up much earlier to the bus lane, 'cuz now you ain't got time n we make yo' fat ass get locked
Let's get back when we broke into yo' muthafuckin' hizzle n begin to menace
We will extort our fuckin' snaps by the acute paper n make you playin' 'till you can't no more the fuckin' tennis
[Outro: Henry Gold, Deala]
Yeah! Going off!! Yeah!
Peace out nigga
Hope u love our shit! Hope u love our cigar
Take it down! We just made the hit
Neva got the fuckin' time, so I'mma put the real shit down anytime
Time is the main thang of mankind n dat's real
( Deala )
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