Shooter by Emcee Aidos Lyrics
(Emcee Aidos): Josh Hilton, your memory's kinda filtered, probably secretly into Bob The Builder
(Emcee Nazza): You sing like a little bitch, but when I come up to your crib, you're gonna be sucking dick
(Emcee Aidos): Still remember that time I dragged you out of the library, talk tough all you want but you were never gonna fight me
(Emcee Nazza): You sing like a little snitch so you're probably craving your papas dick, sitting on your mommas lap it's your time to get slapped
(Emcee Aidos): Like Naz said you're probably into incest, and now you're getting dissed by the duo that spits best
(Emcee Nazza): Imma have your nanny on my lap and clap that ass like a can of jerky, she gonna bе all twerky on me but fuck am I gonna care shе over 30
(Emcee Aidos): Your motto was Josh Hilton better than the rest, but your gay ass snapback game was one I detest
(Emcee Nazza): Your words won't hurt me, but your nanny gon be thirsty for the D I don't care if she likes sleeping my dick will be her drug and she'll be the fiend stepping up to me
(Emcee Aidos): I hear you're in Melton now you ain't passing that drug test, apparently you nearly got shot up too, wouldn't surprise me shit talking is what you do best
(Emcee Nazza): Could take it to the streets but you won't step out of the sheets, your hiding boy come find me cause you won't you'll be scared to cop a hiding. Like Complete said, I'll be wiping the blood off my Nikes find me you won't be left alive G your corpse will be my rets siding
(Emcee Aidos): You thought you were cool chatting up the girls, come to find out your diamonds were actually pearls. Showed off your diamonds, said they were the bomb but you probably brought em off wish.com
(Emcee Nazza): I'm in time with the beat, stepping up to the scene, what ya doin lad? Stepping up like a fiend scoring up but you ain't got bud so you chop another nesh you ain't got the best in the west when you order the rapper and you order from wish.com you claim to be rapper but you bitched on the don
(Emcee Aidos): Seen your recent photos, please cut that hair just a tad. And wash that hat every once in a while you fuckin filthy lad
(Emcee Nazza): I don't care if you're a bitch, I'll smack you so hard it leaves a permenant imprint. You can bitch out but you got no sick route you dress like a clown but you ain't print for the circus, is that her dress? You really gonna do your mum dirty like that?
(Emcee Aidos): You think you're heroic but you're just a dumb looter, and in this track, you've succumbed to the shooter
(Emcee Nazza): You sing like a little bitch, but when I come up to your crib, you're gonna be sucking dick
(Emcee Aidos): Still remember that time I dragged you out of the library, talk tough all you want but you were never gonna fight me
(Emcee Nazza): You sing like a little snitch so you're probably craving your papas dick, sitting on your mommas lap it's your time to get slapped
(Emcee Aidos): Like Naz said you're probably into incest, and now you're getting dissed by the duo that spits best
(Emcee Nazza): Imma have your nanny on my lap and clap that ass like a can of jerky, she gonna bе all twerky on me but fuck am I gonna care shе over 30
(Emcee Aidos): Your motto was Josh Hilton better than the rest, but your gay ass snapback game was one I detest
(Emcee Nazza): Your words won't hurt me, but your nanny gon be thirsty for the D I don't care if she likes sleeping my dick will be her drug and she'll be the fiend stepping up to me
(Emcee Aidos): I hear you're in Melton now you ain't passing that drug test, apparently you nearly got shot up too, wouldn't surprise me shit talking is what you do best
(Emcee Nazza): Could take it to the streets but you won't step out of the sheets, your hiding boy come find me cause you won't you'll be scared to cop a hiding. Like Complete said, I'll be wiping the blood off my Nikes find me you won't be left alive G your corpse will be my rets siding
(Emcee Aidos): You thought you were cool chatting up the girls, come to find out your diamonds were actually pearls. Showed off your diamonds, said they were the bomb but you probably brought em off wish.com
(Emcee Nazza): I'm in time with the beat, stepping up to the scene, what ya doin lad? Stepping up like a fiend scoring up but you ain't got bud so you chop another nesh you ain't got the best in the west when you order the rapper and you order from wish.com you claim to be rapper but you bitched on the don
(Emcee Aidos): Seen your recent photos, please cut that hair just a tad. And wash that hat every once in a while you fuckin filthy lad
(Emcee Nazza): I don't care if you're a bitch, I'll smack you so hard it leaves a permenant imprint. You can bitch out but you got no sick route you dress like a clown but you ain't print for the circus, is that her dress? You really gonna do your mum dirty like that?
(Emcee Aidos): You think you're heroic but you're just a dumb looter, and in this track, you've succumbed to the shooter