EJ Branch - We All Fall/Primetime lyrics

f**ing poser Enclosure I spit this sh** for closure We all fall But you'll drown Can't let you see me down Go head put on a frown You f**ing clown YOU SOUND LIKE JOKER f**ing f*ggot I bag it Swag it Black mag it Maggot I THINK YOU GET THE POINT k** sh** With sticks Bricks gas mask And Crips TELL ME WHAT YOU DOING ni**a Swag rags And body bags Might need a red flag We the supreme No not god But young god, shout out to childish GAMBINO And a hater is a motivator If you can't remember my name you gonna know it later So dear mom and dear dad I'm sorry that I couldn't give y'all both all I had This sh** makes you sad Yeah me too Yo mic-check 1212 Set up for the whole team Yeah the whole team It was all a dream At that Krispy Kreme With the crew This is what we do But its time to do some thing brand new What's the new scoop? I'm aiming at the hoop Ant then you hear the swish These 49 bars were great I'm at heavens gate If I get in then that means that my life was great I can't believe the first 49 was 2 minutes Tried to amp all my flows up to infinite And ain't it good how my flows legit in it EJ's got the haters who just can't spit in it And I ain't the type of homie worried about my image Big buck teeth but these haters hell of critics I guess it was good to pull randy in it Randy spat in the booth and ain't getting paid in it 2 Mixtapes and 2 EPs And my stuff is all hits word to my dude 3d And if haters ever wanna come and appease me All I can say is rest in peace RIP And people thin my flow is hilarious Losing my mind to show you what hysterics is How on that beat did I sound so happy? But on this new one I'm young and I'm nappy So depressed I can piss a happy meal off Keep flowing till I RIP Biggie and 2pac Looped Odd Todds around Now other people just will know by the sound Like that rocket man I'm blasting off form the ground And I should start my own label OSR Records because other groups aren't able Speaking of other groups shout out to odd future Tell them gotta couple of rounds step back and ill shout the Stars who are just riding in their cars Everybody knows about the group called OSR And in my opinion we are superstars C'mon my status I'm a meteor Need 4 more bars and we going far All the ways to mars And this calls for war NC I'm from that land of tar Living this all-star dram for the heck of it F these rappers like they ain't celibate Why I make my raps if I ain't selling it And I say it right now if we ever confrontate Ain't no need to stop and congratulate Just know I'm rising up on a steady rate Rolls Royce in my garage is my dream But you already know you can't have everything Mohamed Ali when I get the ring Knock them out take the crown feel like the king All this rapping got me feeling like a boss Mastermind LP Rick Ross Make them wanna jump like Kris Kross Other rappers just have to step off Bring back the audioca**ette tape Make sure you downloading my Mixtape And I know my flow is great Somebody stop it before it's too late And like DeShay I done had them all I hope that ill never fall Already said that I can ball This song is euphoria imma pause (Stop It!)