Knuckleheads by TYLR C Lyrics
(Verse 1)
You thought I couldn't rap
And I thought it was funny
Boy, we know you all cap
You just do this for money
Put these drugs in my tummy
Now my nose like all runny
I might overdose I'm the fucking second coming
Of the Christ savior
Super bad behavior
Feeling like Xavier
Could give a fuck about yo paper
There ain't nobody, working hard as me
In Michigan at least
Dissing all y'all, like 1-2-3
You so delusional
Boy, you so illusional
Yo lyrics they ain't suitable
Yo spirit sucks like usual
Got a hundred cups and they all reusable
I give 0 fucks taking pharmaceuticals
Boy my liver irremovable
I'm on top this fucking capital
The president impeached
Cause the 3rd times a charm
But how could y'all not see?
Only thing he causin harm
(Hook)
Buncha knuckleheads
Think i'm better off dead
Cutting off these upper ends
And the lows just depend [x3]
(Verse 2)
You thought I couldn't do this
You thought I couldn't do that
The thing I'm best at, it ain't even rap
It's the spin
Wit the hesitation
100 fucking wins
All these opponents they be my patients
Rip all they components didn't have no altercation
Killing beats my motive n that ain't ever changing
Quiet and i'm focused machetes like i'm Jason
Tear his head open i'm ready cause i'm wasted
Jason versus Freddy like what even is edgy?
Hold this shotty steady blood splatter like some jelly
Eyes be getting heavy never smoking on some reggie
These drugs they so tempting, boy I'm fucking dead already
Rip out his appendix
Then I'm taking his keys
You couldn't finish a sentence
Rapping on beat
Raise the attendance
N you making em leave
Tylr C imma menace
Got some hits up my sleeve
(Verse 3)
Telling me to improve
He telling me what knobs to move
But little did he knew, I got lots to prove
You wouldn't wanna walk inside my fucking shoes
N you wouldn't wanna talk to a dead man wit some dues
I could take a loss cause imma scam man wit deposits coming thru
Ask me how i gotta profit
That's between just me and you
(Hook)
Buncha knuckleheads
Think i'm better off dead
Cutting off these upper ends
And the lows just depend [x2]
You thought I couldn't rap
And I thought it was funny
Boy, we know you all cap
You just do this for money
Put these drugs in my tummy
Now my nose like all runny
I might overdose I'm the fucking second coming
Of the Christ savior
Super bad behavior
Feeling like Xavier
Could give a fuck about yo paper
There ain't nobody, working hard as me
In Michigan at least
Dissing all y'all, like 1-2-3
You so delusional
Boy, you so illusional
Yo lyrics they ain't suitable
Yo spirit sucks like usual
Got a hundred cups and they all reusable
I give 0 fucks taking pharmaceuticals
Boy my liver irremovable
I'm on top this fucking capital
The president impeached
Cause the 3rd times a charm
But how could y'all not see?
Only thing he causin harm
(Hook)
Buncha knuckleheads
Think i'm better off dead
Cutting off these upper ends
And the lows just depend [x3]
(Verse 2)
You thought I couldn't do this
You thought I couldn't do that
The thing I'm best at, it ain't even rap
It's the spin
Wit the hesitation
100 fucking wins
All these opponents they be my patients
Rip all they components didn't have no altercation
Killing beats my motive n that ain't ever changing
Quiet and i'm focused machetes like i'm Jason
Tear his head open i'm ready cause i'm wasted
Jason versus Freddy like what even is edgy?
Hold this shotty steady blood splatter like some jelly
Eyes be getting heavy never smoking on some reggie
These drugs they so tempting, boy I'm fucking dead already
Rip out his appendix
Then I'm taking his keys
You couldn't finish a sentence
Rapping on beat
Raise the attendance
N you making em leave
Tylr C imma menace
Got some hits up my sleeve
(Verse 3)
Telling me to improve
He telling me what knobs to move
But little did he knew, I got lots to prove
You wouldn't wanna walk inside my fucking shoes
N you wouldn't wanna talk to a dead man wit some dues
I could take a loss cause imma scam man wit deposits coming thru
Ask me how i gotta profit
That's between just me and you
(Hook)
Buncha knuckleheads
Think i'm better off dead
Cutting off these upper ends
And the lows just depend [x2]