AKA_TJ_1304 - More hours Lyrics

One, two, three, you're gonna see me Walking through the door looking nice and
Clean I got a couple people staring right at me
I got to the bar and asked for Hennessy A girl came up and said, you look so mean
I said, what's wrong, you wanna drink, baby? Then a man came straight from the end of the

Bar and said, hey, get away from my girl I said, hey man, sit down, there ain't no
Reason to act like a clown That shit had me so f*ckin' astound
He tried to bust my ass so I ran him down I said, watch your back, cause next time
You get that clack-clack bow Trust me, I ain't f*ckin' around

I'm the baddest motherf*cker in this whole damn town
Got back to the bar, took a seat The bartender said, well, you have to drink
I said, coke and rum, no ice, and well done He said, alright, that'll be 20, 30 rums
Stay for a couple more hour hours For a couple more hours

Stay for a couple more hour hours For a couple more hours
Stay for a couple more hour hours A couple more hours
You don't wanna f*ck with me Oh no, I'm sippin' on Hennessy
You already know that I am crazy Now the alter ego's gonna take that mic

Shit, this ain't good Maybe he'll come by and rage you hood
He might come by and strip you nude Or maybe he'll just take your food
He's a good guy, I promise This motherf*cker's crazy, let's be honest
I've been with this guy for the longest years I swear he just hit a crime, I guess

He's been locked away, or maybe This motherf*cker's just been waiting for this day
Hey, give me that f*ckin' mic No, I can't
I'm gonna f*ckin' take it anyway, bitch
Four, five, six, seven A motherf*cker f*ck with me, gets it to happen

I don't give a f*ck, cause I'm just chillin' Matter of fact, I got a list of the messages you sendin
Bitch, shut the f*ck up, get it? I'm sittin' over here with Ratio in my cup
So you can back up, sit down And listen to these bars that I'm puttin' out right now
You know I'm crazy People said I couldn't rap, ain't that amazing

My boss is so hot, they been crematin' me And all these dark guys been accumulating me
Been cookin' up beats and facilitatin' me Now I gotta digress
I'm out here sayin' this shit with my chest Like I'm playin' chess
Checkmate, bitch, don't look at me while you fall in the abyss

I know all you pussies think you can diss But all my rhymes have been filled with bliss
So watch your mouth when you in my premises I've been havin' premonitions
It's time to accept all my conditions I'm crazy with my compositions
That's why you're listenin' Now it's time to get my recognition

Yeah, yeah
Stay for a couple more hour, hours
Stay for a couple more hour, hours