Ady B - Kla**ick lyrics

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Ady B - Kla**ick lyrics

[Intro] Yeah It's Ady Yo listen [Verse 1] Flow's so nasty like a baby's dirty diaper Eat you rappers up, imma prey like a hyena Could spit a dope line but sh** I ain't high enough Wait, didn't I go sober? But yo.. Bad b**hes and trouble that's what we really wanted We suddenly realized our minds are f**ing haunted Broken souls broken bottles on the f**ing toilet Floor and my living room really is just so fully loaded Crowded and unacceptably dirty I can't control it How did I end up terra flowing while steady floating Through outer space confident of where the f** I'm going Giving high fives to people I ain't knowing, uh [Interruption] Yo Ady you definitely gotta pick up the call from the Illuminati Definitely, they can give you money, wealth Every single thing, b**hes, homes Whenever you want, just call us I used to have hot chicks on the rotisserie She won't s** dick I was like au revoir I used to have this and that sh** when, I Didn't really have sh** and I Used to f** with people too artificial They only used to f** with me when it was beneficial, sh** This instability your minds fickle Like the truth of any news article That's what you hear today but when you come tomorrow Man yo a** better be gifted just like Malcolm In The Middle [Hook] It don't matter what I'm doing I just know I gotta keep it real That's just how I feel and no I ain't never done popped no pill Ain't got no designer on but know I was designed to k** Asked me what I'm doing nothing but no I ain't got no chill [Verse 2] Ten times outta ten rappers would get ignored then strap up, Get captured just like the ma**es, incarcerated, don't act up Be active, stack up the actors round you is the factor You ba*tard have lil's as your favorite rappers No wonder your sh** is rectum, yo The time to switch the flows has come Quicker than my f**ing self after I was done I like switching topics too so why some Of you stupid lil f**ers pretend to be from the slums Acting ghetto but yo father's rich White and a supremacist and yo mom is a stupid b**h Maybe I should express myself politely To be honest I don't give a flying f** if y'all don't like me [Hook] I think that sh** was dope yo, most likely Deep conversations the topic might be Hip Hop, politics, popsicles or ice cream Pistol popping and green stay L to I T [Verse 3] I didn't mean to sound phlegmatic when I came to spill All of this magma, reveal real that's overk** They didn't tell me it was wrong to use them Happy Meals To keep my tapes hot, if the kids won't listen their parents will My sh** so good, Keisha just started salivating I didn't make it yet made it through plenty complications Jakes don't give a f**, just start interrogating You have the right to remain silent I ain't playing Now guess what, you have the right to s** a dick you f*ggot Put some respeck on my name, you wanna know what's happening? I'm pulling up on you and your gang like a f**ing savage Then get shot cause you think you slick with that f**ing badge and We cannot see the wood for the trees, lost in the forrest We really come from the bottom, used to be poor, but the poorest Are still suffering while we relieve but it's guaranteed That the poverty rate will keep constantly growing [Hook] It don't matter what I'm doing I just know I gotta keep it real That's just how I feel and no I ain't never done popped no pill Ain't got no designer on but know I was designed to k** Asked me what I'm doing nothing but no I ain't got no chill [Verse 4] I was born a sinner, I'm with the bone up in her Win a motherf**ing race, you the coldest winner And I'm bout to let her know my bitterness Never forget I wouldn't get in her gallery Get the battery, a salary eat the celery up, uh Did that even make sense b? Word up sh** Yo id rather go slow but my flow dope tho And my sh** cause intercostal pain like low blows from popos My lyrical wrinkling got me tripping a turbulent feeling Has been transmitted to my interior temple I tend to attempt a new temperament Elegant and extravagant, never negative never hesitant Blow me I exaggerated with the brutal force Horse power the source code, is a f**ing, morse Yea END

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