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The Ends - Lurker Lyrics



The Ends - Lurker Lyrics




In the belly of the beast
I just gotta find a way to eat
I done came a long way to make it here
Nobody talking money, talk is cheap
I'm the one that they don't wanna any problems with
Bet your dollars and youre losing all your common sense
Taking shots but I'm gripping the whole bottle neck
Got em jamming til they lookin like a bobble head, Oooo
They doin numbers but I dont
I'm doin what I want and they all do it like a clone
Billion dollar business, twenty three, I'm coming home
Tell Atlantic they be playing, time to get me on the phone
Now I'm looking for the check
Take the money from the bank, put the label into debt
Rappers blow a fortune at the jewellers getting fresh
Make it home and find out flossing got em green around the neck
How you play the game and don't know the rules?
Now I gotta take you, kuz you ain't go to school
Dumb it down for you stupid muf*ckas
Kuz if I went all out yall would never catch a quotable
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
I got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I been running shit and they all need to run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I be running shit and they all need run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

Still here and they still don't want no problems bitch
I'd run them pockets but you still ain't got no common sense
Still want it then the price is on your mama head
All the talking leave you still and your mama dead
They got the game f*cked up
Y'all pretend like it ain't f*cked up
Wheel whipping, switching lanes, f*cked up
Poppin pills and they mumble so they can't f*ck up
No bars but they holler out, let's go
Abra kadabra, and presto
Then they hide behind them price tags, like
Gucci this and Fendi that, what you expect, ho
Look at me and wonder why I don't fit in
I never been the one to blindly follow trends
Afraid that bars won't ever be in again
I guess it's just the wrong time I'm living in
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
I got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I be running shit and they all need run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Yall dont, come and go
Yall dont get it, yall dont get it, yall just
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Got the answers but it seem like they dont wanna know
I be running shit and they all need to run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

You should all know what the problem is
Getting money but you still ain't go no common sense
Never learned the value of a dollar is
That's the reason that you always gotta borrow it
Everybody stole T Pain sound
Did it worse and kicked T Pain out
When it worked, you claim T Pains crown
Now I wonder where is T Pain, now?
Culture vultures fly in circles though
Birds of a feather flock together and they circle close
Then they hit it with the quickest jive turkey flow
Hurt me though? I'm taking out the whole nest of birds with a stone
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
I got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I be running shit and they all need run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow
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English

In the belly of the beast
I just gotta find a way to eat
I done came a long way to make it here
Nobody talking money, talk is cheap
I'm the one that they don't wanna any problems with
Bet your dollars and youre losing all your common sense
Taking shots but I'm gripping the whole bottle neck
Got em jamming til they lookin like a bobble head, Oooo
They doin numbers but I dont
I'm doin what I want and they all do it like a clone
Billion dollar business, twenty three, I'm coming home
Tell Atlantic they be playing, time to get me on the phone
Now I'm looking for the check
Take the money from the bank, put the label into debt
Rappers blow a fortune at the jewellers getting fresh
Make it home and find out flossing got em green around the neck
How you play the game and don't know the rules?
Now I gotta take you, kuz you ain't go to school
Dumb it down for you stupid muf*ckas
Kuz if I went all out yall would never catch a quotable
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
I got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I been running shit and they all need to run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I be running shit and they all need run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

Still here and they still don't want no problems bitch
I'd run them pockets but you still ain't got no common sense
Still want it then the price is on your mama head
All the talking leave you still and your mama dead
They got the game f*cked up
Y'all pretend like it ain't f*cked up
Wheel whipping, switching lanes, f*cked up
Poppin pills and they mumble so they can't f*ck up
No bars but they holler out, let's go
Abra kadabra, and presto
Then they hide behind them price tags, like
Gucci this and Fendi that, what you expect, ho
Look at me and wonder why I don't fit in
I never been the one to blindly follow trends
Afraid that bars won't ever be in again
I guess it's just the wrong time I'm living in
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
I got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I be running shit and they all need run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Yall dont, come and go
Yall dont get it, yall dont get it, yall just
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
Got the answers but it seem like they dont wanna know
I be running shit and they all need to run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow

You should all know what the problem is
Getting money but you still ain't go no common sense
Never learned the value of a dollar is
That's the reason that you always gotta borrow it
Everybody stole T Pain sound
Did it worse and kicked T Pain out
When it worked, you claim T Pains crown
Now I wonder where is T Pain, now?
Culture vultures fly in circles though
Birds of a feather flock together and they circle close
Then they hit it with the quickest jive turkey flow
Hurt me though? I'm taking out the whole nest of birds with a stone
Y'all don't get it, y'all just come and go
I got the answers but it seem like they don't wanna know
I be running shit and they all need run along
All the homies asking when the f*ck in gonna blow
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Writer: Robert Hunter
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Robert Hunter

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