SPIFFYUNO FOR PRESIDENT by SpiffyUNO Lyrics
(This is a journey into sound)
Yo, watch a savage attack 'em
I'm trash bagging these rappers
I prolly snap while I'm snapping on you and snap while you chatting
Nigga, your jaw will be fractured
And you'll be calling your pastor
He'll be asking what happened
Open the bible to Matthew
I done told you 'bout messing with these rappers
You know you can't hang, they get active
Maybe you should get a 9-5, you got this whole thing backwards
In Jesus name, boy you ain't trappin'
It's tragic
Yo, who want it with the kid?
Man, I'm calling you out
Like I came to help you furnish
Man, I'm all in your house
Man, I'm hungry for the money
I ain't stalling you out
All my mans keep a can like Oscar the grouch
I'm the L.A. Nas
And nah I can't waste time
With all them play play rhymes
My mind is on Akon
Yeah, that mean I'm bout to black out and spaz out
Then pick your sister up from your dad house and smash out
Oh yeah, by the way fuck Trump nigga
Trying to slow us down, he a speed bump nigga
God bless America, you know I'm fed up
We all know the whole election was set up
Uno for president, lead us to a new day
Fuck that nigga smile, all his suits, and his toupé
No respect for the people, we know he hate us
Callin' all of Islam, ay we need a favor
Back to the murder scene
Bloodstains, burn the sheets
This movie ain't Disney
[?] lyrically I'm Hercules
You gain trust issues when your period know your urgencies
Middle fingers to my enemies
Cause they deserve to bleed
Yo, watch a savage attack 'em
I'm trash bagging these rappers
I prolly snap while I'm snapping on you and snap while you chatting
Nigga, your jaw will be fractured
And you'll be calling your pastor
He'll be asking what happened
Open the bible to Matthew
I done told you 'bout messing with these rappers
You know you can't hang, they get active
Maybe you should get a 9-5, you got this whole thing backwards
In Jesus name, boy you ain't trappin'
It's tragic
Yo, who want it with the kid?
Man, I'm calling you out
Like I came to help you furnish
Man, I'm all in your house
Man, I'm hungry for the money
I ain't stalling you out
All my mans keep a can like Oscar the grouch
I'm the L.A. Nas
And nah I can't waste time
With all them play play rhymes
My mind is on Akon
Yeah, that mean I'm bout to black out and spaz out
Then pick your sister up from your dad house and smash out
Oh yeah, by the way fuck Trump nigga
Trying to slow us down, he a speed bump nigga
God bless America, you know I'm fed up
We all know the whole election was set up
Uno for president, lead us to a new day
Fuck that nigga smile, all his suits, and his toupé
No respect for the people, we know he hate us
Callin' all of Islam, ay we need a favor
Back to the murder scene
Bloodstains, burn the sheets
This movie ain't Disney
[?] lyrically I'm Hercules
You gain trust issues when your period know your urgencies
Middle fingers to my enemies
Cause they deserve to bleed