Tony Stone of the North Virus - Let It Drop lyrics

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Tony Stone of the North Virus - Let It Drop lyrics

[Intro] Sitting down at this mic by myself You know at BasedWorld Studios feeling like this Motown but on a way different level Real hip hop [Verse 1] Some n***as call me crook but I ain't did nothing You need to read books sit down and learn something I come from B-Town where the block is diamond The signs is gold, platinum mouth is shining f** that, my mouth is crying, I speak too much Give me a tissue, light the fire Got the matches, gon' match you motherf**ers It's magic, to me it just happens I looked up, couple f**ers that rapping Now I surpa** them, static All for nothing, I guess it's for something Everything happen for a reason check your budget Check yourself before youre left in the bucket Precise aim with the 9 your shirt blow your bu*tons Push my bu*tons like if you come back stunting Forreal man you got ugly facial features Man your beard like the teachers You feel me, I did it solo throw a ball you catch it Don't ball the block man the blocks the balls mark the spots you catch man, Lil B is hotter X-Men I'll raid your shots throw shots like a bartender You turn yellow like Bart Simpson You feel me I revenge your shots And I'm hawking n***as man I like to take flesh I be bossing n***as Lil B [Bridge] BasedWorld, BasedWorld up, we did it [Verse 2] The paper got me hard when I write these rhymes make you sick You gotta do it again two times come in again you love it yeah ya love it again Y'all n***as can't take it no more My raps faster than scratching your ho But when I write it won't matter, the flow, fast or slow When I rap man a stack you can't match the flow I hate to brag but your lagging though Cause your a grown man, how I pa**ed the floor I think I'm gifted man and I got raps, it's natural But y'all pussies acting like you want to snatch my goals You won't even touch the tape and diss the ho Cause you ain't even worth sh** you a b**h you ho You can keep on trying supplying mix to stars You ain't even gon' see my face walking up behind you b**h I'mma be everywhere that you gotta go And I ain't steal sh** man you n***as is sold Back on your back to write Keep on listing homes n***as foreal, I'mma finish this song f** you, pay me, f** you, pay me, and f** you pay me, feel me [Bridge] BasedWorld up [Verse 3] n***as no more, turning more raps to rhymes I see a lot of places but n***as I gotta sign If you wanna be a rapper you gotta flip to shine I can't take it no more n***as gotta get mine They call me repo man I bring hits the streets and for a nice price bring a hit to the beat You ain't gotta pay up n***a keep the peace Cause the way that I rhyme you gotta be discreet I'm not a J, I'm not X, I'm not flipping beams I'm a different kinda rapper, I got sh** to scream If you wanna be, you can flip the screen Barricades bout the past by me I can help out your flows just ask me And I'll shoot you a flea I give you slap my n***a A little far from free Yes I bleed to the block I stay calling shots like I'm B.I.G. or Pac One time let it drop, Lil B

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