Off The Wall by LionGang Lyrics
[Verse 1: Jimmy Mitch]
Fall off in the spot, get it hot when I rock the mic
Get 'em hype, the don't want Jimmy to stop
"Gimme gimme more," they say, "Encore," and, "Ándele!"
Common courtesy is certain so compliance on the way
So clear a path as I approach the lime
I got next security finna choke the line
It's 15 seconds 'til my moments of fame
Fuck making dollars by the hour, I'll get rich off hang
All my shit is dope like white
These phony niggas clone shit, yeah, they bite like lice
And these rappin' niggas soft like rice
I spit a bar and beat you niggas like a stick called night
My nigga hit me say my shit so cold
I defecate on every track until my plaque get froze
So I'm never settling for platinum of gold
A nigga aiming for the greatest, call that suicidal
I never miss so I could use revival
Phoenix Down's five stacks, I could use my idol
'Cause Jimmy's only good for two
Shout out to my pears, Jimmy's in the weight loss crew
And Reggie B should get a theme park soon
A nigga dancing on the track like the Six Flags dude
So you probably wonder how I spit so cool
I mouthwash when I eat, and I just got full
I'm just a nigga out of Sherwood though
I'm riding South Boulevard as far as Sherwoods go
My whip is a Sedan four door
I'm running lights, they ain't catch me on the cameras though
You'll never meet me on the mic, I'm gone
You're trying to get up in your zone, I'll be halfway home
And when I awake you got a halfway song
You're trying to find your inspiration, but it's halfway gone
I guess it's true that while I sleep you grind
You're half awake and stead hollerin' that you don't get tired
The only difference between you and Gates
Is that you're broker than a joker and that nigga is paid
You niggas must aspire for greatness
But then I wonder, "why could you hate this?"
A fucking contradiction, none of you niggas make sense
And judging by your pockets, none of you niggas make shit
Judging by your tapes, none of you niggas make hits
And looking at your lyrics, all of you niggas basic
So take this dissertation as a diagnosis
Dr. Jimmy recommends you to prescribe to Boring
And while you're at it, come apply enrollment
Nigga school is up in session, I'm the valedictorian
You pay attention you're inclined to learn
If time's money need another 25 to burn
Fall off in the spot, get it hot when I rock the mic
Get 'em hype, the don't want Jimmy to stop
"Gimme gimme more," they say, "Encore," and, "Ándele!"
Common courtesy is certain so compliance on the way
So clear a path as I approach the lime
I got next security finna choke the line
It's 15 seconds 'til my moments of fame
Fuck making dollars by the hour, I'll get rich off hang
All my shit is dope like white
These phony niggas clone shit, yeah, they bite like lice
And these rappin' niggas soft like rice
I spit a bar and beat you niggas like a stick called night
My nigga hit me say my shit so cold
I defecate on every track until my plaque get froze
So I'm never settling for platinum of gold
A nigga aiming for the greatest, call that suicidal
I never miss so I could use revival
Phoenix Down's five stacks, I could use my idol
'Cause Jimmy's only good for two
Shout out to my pears, Jimmy's in the weight loss crew
And Reggie B should get a theme park soon
A nigga dancing on the track like the Six Flags dude
So you probably wonder how I spit so cool
I mouthwash when I eat, and I just got full
I'm just a nigga out of Sherwood though
I'm riding South Boulevard as far as Sherwoods go
My whip is a Sedan four door
I'm running lights, they ain't catch me on the cameras though
You'll never meet me on the mic, I'm gone
You're trying to get up in your zone, I'll be halfway home
And when I awake you got a halfway song
You're trying to find your inspiration, but it's halfway gone
I guess it's true that while I sleep you grind
You're half awake and stead hollerin' that you don't get tired
The only difference between you and Gates
Is that you're broker than a joker and that nigga is paid
You niggas must aspire for greatness
But then I wonder, "why could you hate this?"
A fucking contradiction, none of you niggas make sense
And judging by your pockets, none of you niggas make shit
Judging by your tapes, none of you niggas make hits
And looking at your lyrics, all of you niggas basic
So take this dissertation as a diagnosis
Dr. Jimmy recommends you to prescribe to Boring
And while you're at it, come apply enrollment
Nigga school is up in session, I'm the valedictorian
You pay attention you're inclined to learn
If time's money need another 25 to burn