Sean Strange - Sylla Bullsh** lyrics

Intro : Attention, All of you little biting, copying Trend following b**hes I'm bout to teach y'all how to rap A little bit with words and syllables and things Chorus : I beginning to feel like i hate rap,hate rap Why everybody trying to make trap,make trap When i hit you i'm pumping a full clip,full clip Welcome to wordplay and sylla-bull sh**,bull sh** Verse : I had about enough of the game Everybody rap but everybody wack and not willing to grind Motherf**er what you ill in the mind To watch your life go by while you k**ing the time You not feeling my rhyme? Well i don't even care If your album on the shelf better leave it there You ain't breathing air, kid you an alien Try to take over the world but you barely win. YEAH,YEAH Now i'm here and i'm angry on the microphone you all fearing to bang with me Truth is you all should be really thanking me Not too many in the game i feel that could hang with me SEAN MICHAEL. Like it don't b**h I'll break into half like my vicodin broke Kid i'm the type that will choke hands around your throat Laugh as you drown cause you getting thrown out the boat Don't give a f** if you moving a pound of coke Troop through your town, You won't ever come out your home I wear the crown of thorns you better bow down to the throne Try to dial again if you hear the sound of tone (YO) No peace you are rocking with a true creep Won't retreat and landing on my own two feet. Shoot me? Tell me why would you do that I can't be broken down like you rhyming on two track I'm dropping the new crack and burning the mic You never made an album that i heard and i liked Kept too many people round who only burden my life After everything i left i had to turn to the right And make my way in a new direction f** the game i need a new profession Everybody keep faking and changing up Being what they not fugazi to make a buck Close your motherf**ing mouth or i'm a tape it shut Burn like pouring iodine into a gaping cut. Relate to what? The only one left of a dying breed You look me in my eyes and continue to lie to me And wonder why i'm mad and react to it violently You tying me? I crush your whole album with one line. Dumb,blind or deaf I'm tired to d**h, Admire my rep, You crying for the ref Retire you unless you make and effort to better your life We all get guap. You ain't calling shots You call the cops .Get off the block You can lick my balls and co*k You ain't ready and willing to give it all you got My sh** heavy and k**ing the game you all went pop Can't even count a syllable or kick a metaphor You a b**h in menopause get the led applause you shot Chorus : I'm beginning to feel like i hate rap, hate rap Why everybody trying to make trap, make trap When i hit you i'm pumping a full clip, full clip Welcome to wordplay and sylla bull sh**, bull sh**