St. Nic - Endgame lyrics

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St. Nic - Endgame lyrics

[Verse 1: St. Nic] Basic a** crews go ahead take a seat Cos here is the crew to beat You ain't gotta even ask, we be spitting some gas Straight fire my homie can you feel the heat Don't it sound unique, go ahead take your pick One listen and your girl will be all on our dick Cos have you ever heard a bad St. Nic song If you answered yes then you dead wrong If you think somebody better then you dead wrong We ready to go Heisenberg if you tread wrong Cos we straight up k**ers on the track ViCi gave us a beat and now it's a dead song Cos k**ing instrumentals has become so elemental Such is life when you are so presidential Haha Such is life when you are so presidential [Verse 2: Taxi] Victory music, superheroes use it Batmobile cruising, hearing Money Rulers Funny how they view us, shrews from other crews They clumsy and confused, off that Gin & Juice Or Goose and Malibu and other such booze Too much that they abused it now they feel ill Enikay on the edge you b**hes need to chill We'll feed you to the fishes, fetch a Pisces meal Caught you on a reel, got slimy like an eel No icy grills and pies you've never made a deal You'll never get a deal, I'm just keeping it real I'll break your back buster, I'm Shaquille O'Neal Don't have no ma** appeal, you need to find a lane Which caters to the lames, who cutting at their veins You want to end the game, then f**ing stop playing Need to start behaving before you can step and weigh in [Verse 3: KIN Bishop] I crash the party like I crash the hyman Dip my tip in virgin blood motherf** you pussies I been teaching these n***as and I'm still a rookie They took my dress sense, sh** I say what the f** It's like they came from my nuts It young niño, the rebirth of Black Tony KIN Bishop caps the KIN but y'all know me Talk my sh** when I enter a room UhDream been them n***as but I thought y'all knew The sh** you live with we probably invented and brought it to you I'm not arrogant at all my n***a you just ignore the truth I'll probably die a god in my city You heard the songs about the cities Made it loud and clear you ain't f**ing with me n***a d**h note they swear to god I got a d**h note And when you ready to die well just let me know I k** to stay on top I'm like shinigami Stick to the code it's in stone no hamirubi f** yo raps n***a f** yo beats n***a I hate new n***as asking me to work with em I'm burning hella bridges as I rap this verse n***a And I know I'll be fine doing this with my n***as But sh** loyalty went out with the 90s Gotta couple snakes around me still don't think I found em They gonna know when the real ones eating with me And the tables filled up and they still on they feet You p**y n***as [Verse 4: £N-I-KAY] Literally rap like I'm minutes from the cemetery Pardon me but this beat is incredible, ViCi Flow like a Taxi, riding round London City In a red and white mini avoiding the drunk and disorderly Huddle of hostile people As I'm preaching sermons holier than the Gospel Spreading fables through audio temples like the 12 apostles My brown skin evokes images of sin Atomic bombs juxtaposed with the religion Islam You call me a terrorist when you see me in Paris But when you're the tourist I'm a racist? What is this, it's nonsense, it's garbage See me take out the trash I'm a writer, writing fire Burning brighter than a pocket lighter Got puns tighter than a nun's vagina With rhymes sicker than a vomiting vicar Who took too many sips of hard liqour And punchlines harsher than a street-fighter Upper-cutting a stripper for guzzling his pint of cider My imagination is forever riveting, in my mind I be travelling And if you listening, then you too can be visiting Different Countries of God in one sitting

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