Back to Top

Isis (Freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: Dopeboy Hyphen
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: Michael David




Dopeboy Hyphen - Isis (Freestyle) Lyrics




Comin frm d bottom I Put in d wrk
Dancin wit d devil nd I neva stop
We got no fear nd dats fair enuf

Goin straight on wit my face up
Chillin with my migos then I take off
Many niggas hatin den dey talk tough
But wen I'm on dey get beat like young John
I pain it black and white like Tom tom
When I'm up on d grind I cough frm d dust
You can't handle dis like a door knob
D weight pon my shoulders gon snap ur neck off
Folow up d dreams with some hard wrk
Wen I get bounced off lyk leg work
Its a war cry u don't see a tear drop
I don't fall bi even on d sex stuff
Laff at niggas gettin fishy with no networth
Wanna b d 1st so I go forth
Arnold Schwarzenegger wen I pop off
U getin fried like puff puff

Pull up 2 d counter countin all my blessins
U dont get d message things are gettin messy
Gimme all ur blessins
Lyf is not an essay you can't always do d ryt tin
Crack a couple of ur feelins dis is not a scrimmage
You don't got a leverage
Wipin off a lineage of
U up and coming rappers
Wit no lighter
Bout 2 make d game lit
You can't change dis
Even if u got a dresser
You can't hate dis
Even wen you got d figure
Get drunk when I'm rappin I keep sippin liquour
All black wen I'm workin cos my feelins dying
Neva in a gym but I pull on bars
I'll kip droppin 2 lines till I get equal
Wit a dream losin sleep
Climbin up to d to d tip
Improve by d second Goin up nd I mean it
I'm a cut throat I keep Goin 4 d neck
I'm a cut troat Goin 4 d neck
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Comin frm d bottom I Put in d wrk
Dancin wit d devil nd I neva stop
We got no fear nd dats fair enuf

Goin straight on wit my face up
Chillin with my migos then I take off
Many niggas hatin den dey talk tough
But wen I'm on dey get beat like young John
I pain it black and white like Tom tom
When I'm up on d grind I cough frm d dust
You can't handle dis like a door knob
D weight pon my shoulders gon snap ur neck off
Folow up d dreams with some hard wrk
Wen I get bounced off lyk leg work
Its a war cry u don't see a tear drop
I don't fall bi even on d sex stuff
Laff at niggas gettin fishy with no networth
Wanna b d 1st so I go forth
Arnold Schwarzenegger wen I pop off
U getin fried like puff puff

Pull up 2 d counter countin all my blessins
U dont get d message things are gettin messy
Gimme all ur blessins
Lyf is not an essay you can't always do d ryt tin
Crack a couple of ur feelins dis is not a scrimmage
You don't got a leverage
Wipin off a lineage of
U up and coming rappers
Wit no lighter
Bout 2 make d game lit
You can't change dis
Even if u got a dresser
You can't hate dis
Even wen you got d figure
Get drunk when I'm rappin I keep sippin liquour
All black wen I'm workin cos my feelins dying
Neva in a gym but I pull on bars
I'll kip droppin 2 lines till I get equal
Wit a dream losin sleep
Climbin up to d to d tip
Improve by d second Goin up nd I mean it
I'm a cut throat I keep Goin 4 d neck
I'm a cut troat Goin 4 d neck
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Michael David
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


Tags:
No tags yet