Never by Beats By Icon Lyrics
I enter a universe of universally versatile
Verses and rhymes in a cold-current quaternary quartile
Trying to defend my goals on this court, but I got four fouls
Fuck everything in the store, I abort style
I can't afford the gold watches, so I buy the quartz now
Fuck Gucci, I knew my album is equivalent to snorting powder
Industry creating music for artists, they distort how
The forte of a release date according to these hoards, wow
The black intellect inspected the internet to introspect
On his self-reflecting lack of self-respect
And you niggas talk to me, like niggas trying to disrespect?
Pull the plugs on you rap mothafuckers, disconnect
This that street hustle mothafucker, I'm this connect-ion
You don't wanna get next-to, me when I'm on my tec-spit
Dead bodies in my trunk, join the collection
Hungry for this rap shit , my bones anorexic
I take my complexion, make it more complex than
A mental ward for hip hop, then nigga I am checked in
R I P to realest, my nigga you're deception
Start beef with me, you will never see the end of it-
NWI, Nigga With Insight
I ain't east or motherfucking west side
Bitch I'm in my own side, rocky on a rope climb
Niggas fiending four bars, every fucking dope line
Reading the reports now?
Hit a lick with Steve Morses' style
In a few years I'll have a Porsche spyder sitting court-side
Obviously it's a game, cause I abhor trial
Log off of them servers, you won't be back for a while
AFK Forever; You will never forget to remember
You Cinderella with little glass slipper
I'm a cinder-block nigga with a big black lever
You ain't never gon' rap, well niggas never say never!
(Hook)
Fuck contention, I'm trying to get that attention
Fuck discretion, I'm trying to send that message
Verses and rhymes in a cold-current quaternary quartile
Trying to defend my goals on this court, but I got four fouls
Fuck everything in the store, I abort style
I can't afford the gold watches, so I buy the quartz now
Fuck Gucci, I knew my album is equivalent to snorting powder
Industry creating music for artists, they distort how
The forte of a release date according to these hoards, wow
The black intellect inspected the internet to introspect
On his self-reflecting lack of self-respect
And you niggas talk to me, like niggas trying to disrespect?
Pull the plugs on you rap mothafuckers, disconnect
This that street hustle mothafucker, I'm this connect-ion
You don't wanna get next-to, me when I'm on my tec-spit
Dead bodies in my trunk, join the collection
Hungry for this rap shit , my bones anorexic
I take my complexion, make it more complex than
A mental ward for hip hop, then nigga I am checked in
R I P to realest, my nigga you're deception
Start beef with me, you will never see the end of it-
NWI, Nigga With Insight
I ain't east or motherfucking west side
Bitch I'm in my own side, rocky on a rope climb
Niggas fiending four bars, every fucking dope line
Reading the reports now?
Hit a lick with Steve Morses' style
In a few years I'll have a Porsche spyder sitting court-side
Obviously it's a game, cause I abhor trial
Log off of them servers, you won't be back for a while
AFK Forever; You will never forget to remember
You Cinderella with little glass slipper
I'm a cinder-block nigga with a big black lever
You ain't never gon' rap, well niggas never say never!
(Hook)
Fuck contention, I'm trying to get that attention
Fuck discretion, I'm trying to send that message