Bustin up your Kidney Shift by MC Algorhythm Lyrics
R-E-G-U-R-G-I-T-A-T-I-O-N
Overnight, all this shit is real inside my rapping
You struggle while I put the gun blasting
I'm shooting all my signatures, my listeners reply
Booty I'm gripsing it, know that he watched her die!
The ultimate connect, I'll get you pregnant overseas
Eh, let's not even a stroke, heart attack, heart disease
We conversated, made her my main squeeze, baby
Can take on anybody trying to come off crazy
Institutionalized, I could shoot at right at its end
You could see the body with a good friend
But I can fuck your brain with your stash gone
Ri-ring finger where the fuck is going on?
Ho-folio is so tight, I'm trying to hear more percussion
Well I'm the reason I've been causing combustion
Got hits, John Kruk with the puzzle on the card dealer
Had some soap on my list, check my demeanor
Cause while they doing it for the Lamborghini
He's cruising like a dollar and a beanie
Killers bustin out the fastest, my anxiety
Apparently, there's a difference in society
(x2)
They say I got friends and the girls got passed
I crush the mic, you should be much too fast
Push our hand back like Alfred Hitchcock
With the P to the hippie and the hippie to the block
If you rolling with us under the neighborhood snitches
That circle around the city it's a celebration, bitches
We can sang or we can get it, I blow your whole spot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
You on point Phife? All the stuff to cure my cough
I'm like Clyde and I'm going down, let me get to popping off
But don't let the blades on the level that we rhyme
Okay, first things first, man, you're in for a long time
I hope I don't eat green eggs and Welch's grape
Taking the most gorgeous women wanna get on your tape
Can see how I run at a ho with a beauty, that's disarming
Check it out: I'm the prince of rap, darling
Cause while they doing it for the Lamborghini
He's cruising like a dollar and a beanie
Killers bustin out the fastest, my anxiety
Apparently, there's a difference in society
(x2)
Listen to me, I'll still be sitting in your medulla
Most people don't give a shit they call me Don Shula
But I was talking all that I'll say a word of advice:
I blow the wall like you know, I had the red lights
Money making, money money GO SHOPPIN!
Money making, money money GO SHOPPIN!
I smoke nuff spliffs, I don't fit the description
You punks don't want you to compete with BS competition
My voice is raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat
Ladies if you don't want no beef no more, I have the police
I'm the reason of the bus and came crashing, poser
I'm engineering the shit I bought the big time bowler
In my career like a house full of big stank dank
But the sex appeal for real, I need a man named Hank
Ride the wave of fate, it don't bust in my wrist
And I'm known for busting up your kidneys shift
Overnight, all this shit is real inside my rapping
You struggle while I put the gun blasting
I'm shooting all my signatures, my listeners reply
Booty I'm gripsing it, know that he watched her die!
The ultimate connect, I'll get you pregnant overseas
Eh, let's not even a stroke, heart attack, heart disease
We conversated, made her my main squeeze, baby
Can take on anybody trying to come off crazy
Institutionalized, I could shoot at right at its end
You could see the body with a good friend
But I can fuck your brain with your stash gone
Ri-ring finger where the fuck is going on?
Ho-folio is so tight, I'm trying to hear more percussion
Well I'm the reason I've been causing combustion
Got hits, John Kruk with the puzzle on the card dealer
Had some soap on my list, check my demeanor
Cause while they doing it for the Lamborghini
He's cruising like a dollar and a beanie
Killers bustin out the fastest, my anxiety
Apparently, there's a difference in society
(x2)
They say I got friends and the girls got passed
I crush the mic, you should be much too fast
Push our hand back like Alfred Hitchcock
With the P to the hippie and the hippie to the block
If you rolling with us under the neighborhood snitches
That circle around the city it's a celebration, bitches
We can sang or we can get it, I blow your whole spot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
You on point Phife? All the stuff to cure my cough
I'm like Clyde and I'm going down, let me get to popping off
But don't let the blades on the level that we rhyme
Okay, first things first, man, you're in for a long time
I hope I don't eat green eggs and Welch's grape
Taking the most gorgeous women wanna get on your tape
Can see how I run at a ho with a beauty, that's disarming
Check it out: I'm the prince of rap, darling
Cause while they doing it for the Lamborghini
He's cruising like a dollar and a beanie
Killers bustin out the fastest, my anxiety
Apparently, there's a difference in society
(x2)
Listen to me, I'll still be sitting in your medulla
Most people don't give a shit they call me Don Shula
But I was talking all that I'll say a word of advice:
I blow the wall like you know, I had the red lights
Money making, money money GO SHOPPIN!
Money making, money money GO SHOPPIN!
I smoke nuff spliffs, I don't fit the description
You punks don't want you to compete with BS competition
My voice is raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat
Ladies if you don't want no beef no more, I have the police
I'm the reason of the bus and came crashing, poser
I'm engineering the shit I bought the big time bowler
In my career like a house full of big stank dank
But the sex appeal for real, I need a man named Hank
Ride the wave of fate, it don't bust in my wrist
And I'm known for busting up your kidneys shift