Crooked I - Roll Call 2 lyrics

[Verse:] I resemble my people told me get in there So after turning pro, you b**h thinking it's skin care It's been a long time coming so don't push me My mama say you can be anything in this world except p**y Bad luck, this is you meeting the writer You're lame and that won't change Nick Cannon meeting Mariah I've been k**ing sh** since Dexter was pulling wings of the bu*terflies And working at church is burning my brother fried, nobody The coop God a cold vile of schizophrenic Don't panic, it's cool and my brain is crowded Fighting my demons with bras knuckles and face paint A roof will get you to count a p**y to ace pink They say I'm sick and deranged but know I'm from the hood The evil easties are watch brand, it's understood It's not a lane in our rapping, till I'm in dirt If the police come in stripping The weapons came with the shirt Yeah, know we at, gotta get the mind off Only soft when in came forth and still lying see it rot This obstacle is deadly as Jigsaw Knuckle money like getting jaws for a rich cause Talking XO, means exposure with the 50th When chosen clip blow them with the mortar I'm the stiff I can divide and conquer, leave course in the split And I don't mean benz when I'm foreign out the whip Yo we call it in collision when the foreign's out the hit Assumption got his never minds pointing out on bricks Smugs, the worst riot face when I'm pump She want no reminiscence I got new songs for Ginni Young Voice cut won't protect space in your necklace Acting 2 face, I'll get soon 'til they set with me Yeah, a fatal chest blow out of nowhere Heard bars lungs forgot air was s'posed to go there [Verse:] I'm the definition of defamation The depth of my deposition is deafening Hit the deck when I deck the b**h In the depths in your desperate mission You ex musicians, stick my X to reland In your ex's lips like an xtravision The excellent exhibition of eloquence Executive, a threat to y'all, my region lacks relevance But that' irrelevant, residence has to presidence Press against my lane and I will aim it at you head and chin But you not a gun clapper, you a fun rapper Some factor out what it's happening from with some capture If crooked paved the way then I'm the one after I'm every ghost rider for dr Dre and one rapper Paying homage, I vomit on tracks repeatedly Set the stage on rage and make it look Eazy-E That way from my space to a new premises If this the wrong call, then call me the new genesis [Verse:] Ah, LA leakers Another monumental montage Like a Molotov luxury Often monolog in this storm is The art in me brought frauds apart I brought gin on my saw sh** On to go yard against y'all b**h Will party flow below part Than my arsenium arsenic, y'know I'm more awesome With the narcissistic, Bars a n***a me in walls been this marvelous Nobody visited us in, it's amenes, outside of Dominicks I'm wowed, this outlined incompetence I've down sized been down when I out line the apocalypse I got now, I'm back out rhyming the proxemics Poppin' them with the bottles out, after I wanted to cancel it Instead in the club, and my capella should drop an acapela Enough to knock a fella, pockets and pasta paid from above When I drop the penance draft, it's not no Letterman love We hittin veteran 'tl they stop the negligence 'cause [Verse:] Warrup dawg, this the king, kiss the ring I'm dropping the guillotine so quick you forget to scream While you twitching I'm sipping lean Stronger than the mix between Listerine and Mr. Green, 'til I tap out like pamperine 10 more rings, we strap like that to the finiteen That's for intervene when it's any scream Listen to me, I'm lighting up squares like smoking nicotine Lighting up squares like a video scene from billie jean Listen to me, f** with the cops hollows will ring up See all of us inked up, follow us, We got bottles and models and pink chucks They callin' us king tut, when they swallow us And all of these means what, Means my bank account swallow the bricks drop And it means I walk with a mean struck, With the glock in the jeans tucked G's up, [Verse:] Hotter then lava Since I got with the swatters I'm hot as a top And as bad as the choppas will pop you Stop you drop you, spin and top you Hammers on deck like we repairing the sail boat Hammers on deck like it was family Borel's boat There are crack bars, I call them sell dope C E L L, 'cause that was a jail quote Coniyac, Mykestro, Bad Lucc and Locksmith You could tell it's west coast when you smell smoke.