Yonkers Freestyle by Kay9 (From South Africa, Evaton North) Lyrics
Okay yeah, Red Gang, yeah
I'm a fucking talking hater cop
Niggas eating cherries cause that motherfucken cake flopped
Steve Jobs on that pastry, now we eating Apple Pies
Stacking dead bodies, what a motherfuck' show off
Where the heck Willy at? 'bout to make his bitch take her shirt off
My dick is cock, and I'm about to make that pussy pop
Red Gang, I can make your hell-rock
I just fucked Lucifer, I swore he said I must stop
I'm a dog! With no ticks, but they talk
Now 'em bitches want time, I told them Tick-Tock
Niggas claim to be from school of hard knocks
But they got soft hearts
I ain't scared of Karma cause the bitch's my daughter
If I could fuck the world, I would have a moon condom!
Nigga, I don't lose, failure is just seldom
Bitch you gon' need a motherfucken wheelchair to walk my long walk to freedom
Angels called and they said I should call them Angles
But this ain't a Math test, so I degree'd em, no I decreased em
You work for slaves and you know how to please em
I speak louder than actions, R.I.P to words
Succession, got em 7's and it's double A to nerds
Shout Tova, NBS and 265
It ain't over, like a PS and hustle 365
Red Gang
Yeah
I'm a fucking talking hater cop
Niggas eating cherries cause that motherfucken cake flopped
Steve Jobs on that pastry, now we eating Apple Pies
Stacking dead bodies, what a motherfuck' show off
Where the heck Willy at? 'bout to make his bitch take her shirt off
My dick is cock, and I'm about to make that pussy pop
Red Gang, I can make your hell-rock
I just fucked Lucifer, I swore he said I must stop
I'm a dog! With no ticks, but they talk
Now 'em bitches want time, I told them Tick-Tock
Niggas claim to be from school of hard knocks
But they got soft hearts
I ain't scared of Karma cause the bitch's my daughter
If I could fuck the world, I would have a moon condom!
Nigga, I don't lose, failure is just seldom
Bitch you gon' need a motherfucken wheelchair to walk my long walk to freedom
Angels called and they said I should call them Angles
But this ain't a Math test, so I degree'd em, no I decreased em
You work for slaves and you know how to please em
I speak louder than actions, R.I.P to words
Succession, got em 7's and it's double A to nerds
Shout Tova, NBS and 265
It ain't over, like a PS and hustle 365
Red Gang
Yeah