Death To Wack Rappers Lyrics by DJ Kay Slay
(Intro)
Yo G
Yup
Niggas doin time in here
Jon Connor
Loaded Lux
LockSmith
(Verse)
Look, brace yo self as I take yo breath, it’s the face of death
Fast pace on this paper chase
While I race you take baby steps, getting waste
Like a mistake, I don’t make gambles
Rappers get buried, unbearable rhymes be carried by pal bearers
Six feet is the only way you niggas is deep
Music is how I eat sick
My teeth in the beat, turn a feature into a feast
My brand rising, give me the G’s still
I’m completely obese
Shit, I need my G’s to increase
These niggas is comical
Out of this world sick,
This that vomit on the comet flow
Hell yeah, whole counter accountable for reviving a diamond that is rhyming with a cause
And this line you hear me shoutin
It’s like a diamond with no flaws
Embracing niggas too basic
Yo head in the clouds, my head in the space ship
My flow is a trip
Allow me to spend a vacation
Glad you could make it
Standing ovation, round of applause
Stand in the piece, don’t expect me to pause for a star
Yall done got me pissed, consider this my start nigga
(Hook)
Death to you wack rappers, yo time’s up
Real hip-hop niggas, stand up!
I don’t give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
(Verse)
Feel like I go rail with dark world, been low light
Put it down flat like a satellite beer and the light years on
You shed a light, the satellites that you parasite’s parasites
You nightmares see every nights wear armor for the honor
Front lining, no turning back
I determined that, came a circus act in a circuit match
They started they facts to me, worship stats that I hurt the back
How many headshots have you fitted inside a murder cap?
Let’s talk, tell me the lost tales and portrayals
Pourin trails for glory mills dead or in jail
All hail the rule of all hell
War well, can’t mix more L’s then toss shells
You reachin, barely makin the bear minimum
Shakin, this courage takin
We fearin them cohenal
Just bolt through threshold
My chest cold, I felt away since I left home
I felt away
(Hook)
Death to you wack rappers, yo time’s up
Real hip-hop niggas, stand up!
I don’t give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
(Verse)
Look, now what if I said I was in bed
I was inbred with niggas who fed
All for the pain I had in the past
All of it masked, some of it lead
To my demise, when I realized niggas be talkin one way
Til they get pressed with that
Then what was a threat is now a buffet
So how the fuck they try to degrade I was playin for
Whatever example they can’t sow I do not stand for
Fuck your spotify, I’m genetically modify
I plant Caesar’s stampede, to these niggas I am on sentel
You never cored, no
Whether a person has yo interest at heart
When we started, never we’ll see this as a business wrap
Artists get bombarded
It’s droped but they on positions
Instead of checkin them sales, they questioning my intentions
Upset with they all misfortunes
Suspect that they wanna force em with threats
But the fortune was kept
And if so that portion is less
The riot started that, my cousin had a heartattack
And then he lost his father
Don’t bother until you harbor that
(Hook x2)
Death to you wack rappers, yo time’s up
Real hip-hop niggas, stand up!
I don’t give a fuck how much money you got
When you get on this mic you better be hot
DJ Kay Slay - Death To Wack Rappers Lyrics
