Punchline by The WAV3 Lyrics
“Punchline”
Prod. By Jiggy M
I get tired of hoes that think/
And tired of women who don’t/
And to all of my people who stick to these notions created by people as white as the Pope/
See I keep my circle as tight as a rope/
And I kick speech maintaining hope/
While you bite the wav and move at a slower pace my patience is battered and gone/
You want to keep up when it’s dead wrong/
The following notions are dead gone/
So please get the fuck on my dick/
Wait or off or on/
And please tell these people who choosing theses stars/
Rappers unwrapping this culture of ours/
And all of the people who dare with the crook of their jaw to speak on this surfer like he ain’t got bars/
Well fuck them./
Tear them apart/
(That’s the weight of my speech ) /
The flow is on deck/
Thats 52 Bars/
You can cut me my Check/
Bitch you know that I heard/
Every action is actually sowed /
We come to reap with the hopes/
That every girl’s vagina has low and out of this world../
(HaHa)/
Mileage only the finest/
Wouldn’t you know I’m all about timing/
Oh i guess you can say that lately I’ve got a lot to say/
Because we got a lot on our plate‘s/
And they’ve got the chains so tight it’s starting to feel like those days around the time this country was made/
Greatly confused are my people in vein/
Get it today yeah/
By any means yeah/
Now that it seems yeah/
That we are oh so lost/
And with no rest even a pure soul can be shredded apart/
Learn compassion/
Because if you don’t, there won’t be an us again
Prod. By Jiggy M
I get tired of hoes that think/
And tired of women who don’t/
And to all of my people who stick to these notions created by people as white as the Pope/
See I keep my circle as tight as a rope/
And I kick speech maintaining hope/
While you bite the wav and move at a slower pace my patience is battered and gone/
You want to keep up when it’s dead wrong/
The following notions are dead gone/
So please get the fuck on my dick/
Wait or off or on/
And please tell these people who choosing theses stars/
Rappers unwrapping this culture of ours/
And all of the people who dare with the crook of their jaw to speak on this surfer like he ain’t got bars/
Well fuck them./
Tear them apart/
(That’s the weight of my speech ) /
The flow is on deck/
Thats 52 Bars/
You can cut me my Check/
Bitch you know that I heard/
Every action is actually sowed /
We come to reap with the hopes/
That every girl’s vagina has low and out of this world../
(HaHa)/
Mileage only the finest/
Wouldn’t you know I’m all about timing/
Oh i guess you can say that lately I’ve got a lot to say/
Because we got a lot on our plate‘s/
And they’ve got the chains so tight it’s starting to feel like those days around the time this country was made/
Greatly confused are my people in vein/
Get it today yeah/
By any means yeah/
Now that it seems yeah/
That we are oh so lost/
And with no rest even a pure soul can be shredded apart/
Learn compassion/
Because if you don’t, there won’t be an us again