NO OFFER
Verse 1
[Sloane Amelia]
Let me start of by saying H NO
You can fake all you want out the real door
One track train of mind, I derail those
Expose, dispose, my flows are not prejudice
I don't care, race color or creed
Step up to me, get done up, Irie
Ain't playing
Arrived on time, hit them up, Kaio-ken, its potent (the potion)
All for the fraud, hot for the moment (its noted)
You're ignorant (stupid)
We both know it
Go head rip you a motherf**ing book open
Sloppy a** head, dirty a** mind, pull back the foreskin
Cognition ain't too hard to find, beyond the surface
Keep them nervous like training day
When you trade in fake in place of peace
(stupid as sh**, goddamn you stupid as sh**)
I'm problematic
They probably pegged a shawty manic in the attic
Understand it (can't stand me)
Madder than a rabid Sandler fan it's tragic (mad at me)
And you could never stop me dam it!
Chorus
[Sloane Amelia]
This ain't what you want (x7)
Verse 2
[Sugg Savage]
I got a miniature schnauzer that holds more faith than we do
DC, North East reside for 9 months off Sherriff and Eastern Avenue
Where the biggest crooks be the boys in the blue
Not talking opposite of soowoo
Talking bout the f**ers shooting brothers on the avenue
In navy blue suits
Idaho is burning today
And beneath the tectonic plates, where the heck sonnets sang
Sega Sonic the hedgehog did not teach me range
Nor Spyro, Crash Bandicoot, kufis a blaze
In the city pity party on my twitter today
Hash tag “f** my life”, no retweets or favs
As expected
I am not the resurrected spawn of a predecessor
(oh Mylanta born a cancer as I seem to be, oh mylanta born a cancer what they say to
Me)
Or prejudice aggressor festering in peer pressure
Glitter on the dresser right next to perfume and pepper spray
Curve the appeal
These wide eyes hold white eyes that's real
Contacts to contact the innermost ills
The Internet shields
The sentiment spills the venomous (give em hell kid give em hell)
Shields the sentiment, spills the venomous (give em hell kid give em hell)
Idaho is burning today
Dam it I don't have a f** to give
Not to say that I don't give a f** about the lives took
Just to say I give so many f**s about the lives took
From lives alive
Hooked in the enterprise shook stupid and I
And I can't
And those flames they cleanse the earth
And start a new ashes they fertilize the root
(I got a miniature schnauzer)