Im sick lemon pepper freestyle by Kembe X Lyrics
I’ll rap from the top of this bitch
Like I’m dababy
Or jump from the top of this bitch
Like I went crazy
She turned my crib to a winehouse
I’m callin amy
This nigga Always stay wit somethin up his sleeve ain't he
Woke up wit a cold my immune system paining
But fuck it nigga, I’m painting
Got it from the hip now the bitch wanna waste me.....
Full speed to death, race me
Niggas whole brand be bout gettin pussy
Yea dawg
Everybody here came from some pussy yeah dawg
I’m not just here to tell you what you wanna hear either nigga
Every body got they own mental space to be the nigga
Shit for me its overcoming suicidal thoughts that I get stuck wit
Obsessin over where my chick at and who she been fuckin
But still holdin my iphone at a angle when we cuddle
I know that she can't stand it but all my standards is double
I hustle til respect on my name and my bag is double
Thats jus in case some other shit happen, my mans in trouble
And you can't speak to more than one group cuz you in yo bubble...
I’m in my duffle
And this is for the niggas that thought that I was more solid than I was ...
And bitches that looked at me as a heart throb
Home is where the heart is but the wound is where the salt lies
Chubby nigga smash den skate, I’m doin Bart Job
They wish it was black and white
Wish it was apartheid
Wish my work was part time
Wish i would a lost
But the truth is that my face is to the money like the moss
Cuz only real niggas know this shit always they fault
In this game of smoke and mirrors
I see more mirrors than smoke
If the nigga you copyin appear
Then you’d appear as a ghost
What I, say as encouragement, you’ll hear as a boast
What I’m channelin eternal, I don’t fear the remote
I dont have to kill off yo favorite rapper
Yo favorite rapper got half the skill
At best he a added wheel
I think I got the gift of gab from all of them addy meals
And doin math on all that medication just added skill
I still dont do enough of meditation
My ego get enormous
I see you got potential to blow over but you dormant
And its value in yo words but I think you overdoin it
Yo ears dont do no work
Thats why that shit you spittin boring
The views and thoughts expressed on this program do not reflect on yo hoe ass
Used to rap double time
But thats too much for yall slow ass
Lots of what I say a joke hope it dont go over yo head ..
I spill out my pain for my niggas
If this is not for you
What did jigga say?
Nigga who?
...poof, vamoose, kick rocks, shoo(e)
They dont exist like my life without questions
But on the other hand, I answer, like I’m ambidextrous
Like I’m dababy
Or jump from the top of this bitch
Like I went crazy
She turned my crib to a winehouse
I’m callin amy
This nigga Always stay wit somethin up his sleeve ain't he
Woke up wit a cold my immune system paining
But fuck it nigga, I’m painting
Got it from the hip now the bitch wanna waste me.....
Full speed to death, race me
Niggas whole brand be bout gettin pussy
Yea dawg
Everybody here came from some pussy yeah dawg
I’m not just here to tell you what you wanna hear either nigga
Every body got they own mental space to be the nigga
Shit for me its overcoming suicidal thoughts that I get stuck wit
Obsessin over where my chick at and who she been fuckin
But still holdin my iphone at a angle when we cuddle
I know that she can't stand it but all my standards is double
I hustle til respect on my name and my bag is double
Thats jus in case some other shit happen, my mans in trouble
And you can't speak to more than one group cuz you in yo bubble...
I’m in my duffle
And this is for the niggas that thought that I was more solid than I was ...
And bitches that looked at me as a heart throb
Home is where the heart is but the wound is where the salt lies
Chubby nigga smash den skate, I’m doin Bart Job
They wish it was black and white
Wish it was apartheid
Wish my work was part time
Wish i would a lost
But the truth is that my face is to the money like the moss
Cuz only real niggas know this shit always they fault
In this game of smoke and mirrors
I see more mirrors than smoke
If the nigga you copyin appear
Then you’d appear as a ghost
What I, say as encouragement, you’ll hear as a boast
What I’m channelin eternal, I don’t fear the remote
I dont have to kill off yo favorite rapper
Yo favorite rapper got half the skill
At best he a added wheel
I think I got the gift of gab from all of them addy meals
And doin math on all that medication just added skill
I still dont do enough of meditation
My ego get enormous
I see you got potential to blow over but you dormant
And its value in yo words but I think you overdoin it
Yo ears dont do no work
Thats why that shit you spittin boring
The views and thoughts expressed on this program do not reflect on yo hoe ass
Used to rap double time
But thats too much for yall slow ass
Lots of what I say a joke hope it dont go over yo head ..
I spill out my pain for my niggas
If this is not for you
What did jigga say?
Nigga who?
...poof, vamoose, kick rocks, shoo(e)
They dont exist like my life without questions
But on the other hand, I answer, like I’m ambidextrous