Shook Ones Pt. II EXEM Freestyle by EXEM Lyrics
I’m double-cuppin’
Syrup suckin’
Keep sippin; spillin;
Audi wippin’ - yeah I be Hitting Licks;
Stacking bricks;
Watch me; hit it till I’m fuckin blitzed;
It’s like; (check, check)
Marlboro memories;
Pouches give me semis like;
The pussy’s in my memories; (De)
These days im splitting pussy lips; (De)
Then I’m splittin blunts with the boys;
The only things in life that give me joy;
All I wanna do is wake and bake;
And fuck some face;
Get my rocks off;
Then let some shots off
Take a pencil and expel; some expression;
This Art is the extension;
To my inner dimension;
I rip up hacks with Diss tracks;
Watch them pussys try’n clap back;
Then I Clap clap;
Cause; retards get regards for doing very simple minded tasks, and chores;
Just like; simple minded whores;
Suck a dick bitch;
U suck dick 4sho;
If u gonna step;
Betta step with 4;
Of ya closest;
Cause You’ve Mis-heard the unspoken laws;
Lyrically; and physically;
I’d fuck you whore;
Step to me somaticly;
And it’ll prove you can’t rest me intellectually;
You can't verse me;
I’m to versed in verses;
To versed in curses;
To specialised;
In my lexicon; of lateral;
Literal; Lyrical disses;
Hoe, you’d need a miracle
Cause I’m writin disses’ like a serial killer;
Blood spilla;
Soul ridder;
Role filla;
Time billa;
This whole beefs a time killa; to me; yuh
Double-cup;
Fill it up;
Watch me fucking self-destruct;
Watch me never give a fuck;
Watch me I’m on the come up;
Smoking dubs; (25g)
Codeine cups;
The crew been saving funds for slugs;
So we can Fuck a wigga up;
Clique; clack;
Watch as my lyrics decap;
Ya head;
Curb the beat like l curve the dead;
Checkmate;
Shoulda done Checked yourself mate;
Check check;
We got;
Music and melody;
I got Eclectic supremacy;
Look at what they did to you;
It’s called co-dependency; poesys my dependency;
My Introspectivitys; lacking deficiency;
The crew got bars like;
Surplus artillery;
You feelin me?
Nah???
Lead head?
Once we roll up;
My vocab finna fucka dome up;
Don’t even need the crome Nup;
You betta round the boys up;
Gotta round for you and ya boys yup
Gotta round for the whole crew;
Yeah;
Y’all got; one shot to cop;
In one shot I’d drop y’all;
Should I?
Kill em all?
Kill em all?
Or Stop it!
Nope; to late, I just;
Fucking dropped it
Syrup suckin’
Keep sippin; spillin;
Audi wippin’ - yeah I be Hitting Licks;
Stacking bricks;
Watch me; hit it till I’m fuckin blitzed;
It’s like; (check, check)
Marlboro memories;
Pouches give me semis like;
The pussy’s in my memories; (De)
These days im splitting pussy lips; (De)
Then I’m splittin blunts with the boys;
The only things in life that give me joy;
All I wanna do is wake and bake;
And fuck some face;
Get my rocks off;
Then let some shots off
Take a pencil and expel; some expression;
This Art is the extension;
To my inner dimension;
I rip up hacks with Diss tracks;
Watch them pussys try’n clap back;
Then I Clap clap;
Cause; retards get regards for doing very simple minded tasks, and chores;
Just like; simple minded whores;
Suck a dick bitch;
U suck dick 4sho;
If u gonna step;
Betta step with 4;
Of ya closest;
Cause You’ve Mis-heard the unspoken laws;
Lyrically; and physically;
I’d fuck you whore;
Step to me somaticly;
And it’ll prove you can’t rest me intellectually;
You can't verse me;
I’m to versed in verses;
To versed in curses;
To specialised;
In my lexicon; of lateral;
Literal; Lyrical disses;
Hoe, you’d need a miracle
Cause I’m writin disses’ like a serial killer;
Blood spilla;
Soul ridder;
Role filla;
Time billa;
This whole beefs a time killa; to me; yuh
Double-cup;
Fill it up;
Watch me fucking self-destruct;
Watch me never give a fuck;
Watch me I’m on the come up;
Smoking dubs; (25g)
Codeine cups;
The crew been saving funds for slugs;
So we can Fuck a wigga up;
Clique; clack;
Watch as my lyrics decap;
Ya head;
Curb the beat like l curve the dead;
Checkmate;
Shoulda done Checked yourself mate;
Check check;
We got;
Music and melody;
I got Eclectic supremacy;
Look at what they did to you;
It’s called co-dependency; poesys my dependency;
My Introspectivitys; lacking deficiency;
The crew got bars like;
Surplus artillery;
You feelin me?
Nah???
Lead head?
Once we roll up;
My vocab finna fucka dome up;
Don’t even need the crome Nup;
You betta round the boys up;
Gotta round for you and ya boys yup
Gotta round for the whole crew;
Yeah;
Y’all got; one shot to cop;
In one shot I’d drop y’all;
Should I?
Kill em all?
Kill em all?
Or Stop it!
Nope; to late, I just;
Fucking dropped it