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Dyse - 'Round Here (feat. Suspect) Lyrics



Dyse - 'Round Here (feat. Suspect) Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah whattup Dyse
It's Marmel
Get it where you fit in
You fools must be kidding
Y'all acting like some children
So I'm pulling out the Smith'n
Y'all cats acting like kittens I might be looking for cheese
Y'all want Tyson? well I'm here
Now who eating up your children
Uppercut to the dome
Cook based on the stove
Bring it out to the block, flip a pack and then reload
Sus never go to sleep
Gotta keep it on the go
Good sleep before the week, y'all handicapped with your flow
Rhymes handicapped and y'all know
Y'all handicapped when I start
Y'all just handicapping the show
You see a chair and take a row
Y'all just better slow your roll
Cause you know I be ahead Yeah, your girl be giving head
Cook me breakfast up in bed
These hoes always keep me fed
Yeah I'm looking like I'm full Cam'ron, paid in full
Rhyme sharp, never dull Sword sharp like Shaolin Your hoes be fouling
You look out of balance
For clout, you're prowling
Uh, Sus
Spread it through the game like a viral flu
Make em bounce up, down, like a tightrope do
So I better get some space like an ISO move
F*ck it, let'm get it later like an I.O.U
Rappers be playing a part for a profit
Thinking some money gon' cover they flaws
Cocksuckers, ya'll just some novelties, stop it
White with the smoke like a broken exhaust
Scientists, psychiatrists, chalking up the board
I got biologists and doctors all in awe of this, of course
How I be spreading like a toxin
Diagnostics at the morgue
Forensics just keeps faxing back a child's drawing of a corpse
You shoulda, you shoulda listened, told you the name
Riders arrive, shatter the panes
Scattering glass, get you stabbed the brain
That aftermath I ain't have to explain
On everyday, the top of my game
Pride of a lion, y'all of the prey
Aim like a rifle, take shots from the page
Toss a grenades then it's off with your face
Back to the 90s, beat your ass with a phone book
Cross me in the Rose, get your passport and phone took
Sus crash the boards when I pass him the no-look
Flows so quotable; they catchy with no hook
Hold up, this is a raid, y'all better run, sound the alarm Breakin'-and-enter the game
Riders and Marmel, we making our mark
Riders
2018 Outriders Music Inc(Est.2014), Marmel Entertainment(Est.2012)
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Yeah, yeah whattup Dyse
It's Marmel
Get it where you fit in
You fools must be kidding
Y'all acting like some children
So I'm pulling out the Smith'n
Y'all cats acting like kittens I might be looking for cheese
Y'all want Tyson? well I'm here
Now who eating up your children
Uppercut to the dome
Cook based on the stove
Bring it out to the block, flip a pack and then reload
Sus never go to sleep
Gotta keep it on the go
Good sleep before the week, y'all handicapped with your flow
Rhymes handicapped and y'all know
Y'all handicapped when I start
Y'all just handicapping the show
You see a chair and take a row
Y'all just better slow your roll
Cause you know I be ahead Yeah, your girl be giving head
Cook me breakfast up in bed
These hoes always keep me fed
Yeah I'm looking like I'm full Cam'ron, paid in full
Rhyme sharp, never dull Sword sharp like Shaolin Your hoes be fouling
You look out of balance
For clout, you're prowling
Uh, Sus
Spread it through the game like a viral flu
Make em bounce up, down, like a tightrope do
So I better get some space like an ISO move
F*ck it, let'm get it later like an I.O.U
Rappers be playing a part for a profit
Thinking some money gon' cover they flaws
Cocksuckers, ya'll just some novelties, stop it
White with the smoke like a broken exhaust
Scientists, psychiatrists, chalking up the board
I got biologists and doctors all in awe of this, of course
How I be spreading like a toxin
Diagnostics at the morgue
Forensics just keeps faxing back a child's drawing of a corpse
You shoulda, you shoulda listened, told you the name
Riders arrive, shatter the panes
Scattering glass, get you stabbed the brain
That aftermath I ain't have to explain
On everyday, the top of my game
Pride of a lion, y'all of the prey
Aim like a rifle, take shots from the page
Toss a grenades then it's off with your face
Back to the 90s, beat your ass with a phone book
Cross me in the Rose, get your passport and phone took
Sus crash the boards when I pass him the no-look
Flows so quotable; they catchy with no hook
Hold up, this is a raid, y'all better run, sound the alarm Breakin'-and-enter the game
Riders and Marmel, we making our mark
Riders
2018 Outriders Music Inc(Est.2014), Marmel Entertainment(Est.2012)
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Writer: Dru Roberts, Quentin Dennison
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Performed By: Dyse
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Dru Roberts, Quentin Dennison
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