Lamont - Riot Lyrics

Walk up on a pussy
Ball ya fist and say goodnight
This the type of shit that make you wanna f*cking fight
Type of shit that make you
Do some stupid shit
Just out of spite
Next time that I see that mother f*cker
It's on site nigga
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot
Stop the crying nigga

This that never back down
Watch yo head get cracked now
Bitch got up then sat down
Then got rocked no smackdown
No Mayweather-Pacquiao
Real ones never act loud
Glock nine always strapped down
F*ck you and yo pat down
Ima let it spray and I ain't talking mace
Gunshots make ya heart start to race
That ain't the hard part, dark car
Far from safe
And no tart but get popped in a awkward place
Nigga now you toast
Like a arsonist when I let em roast
Better think hard what you value most
Head shoulders knees mouth or ya toes
Cuz I'm poppin those
I'm a boss to be
This shit ain't hard to me
From a different cloth I'm cut awkwardly
But y'all made of cloth cuz y'all soft to me
And y'all folding often, gotta wash it clean
Of the blood all on ya stonewasher jeans
And mud on ya triple X taller T's
And the crud on ya bitch cuz her talk is cheap
And the cuts on ya mother f*ckin jaw from me
This for when you pissed off when they being too neglectful
This for all them times ya boss was being disrespectful
You on ya way to grabbing they attention, not regretful
With that rage that's building up you finna make they ass feel special when you

Walk up on a pussy
Ball ya fist and say goodnight
This the type of shit that make you wanna f*cking fight
Type of shit that make you
Do some stupid shit
Just out of spite
Next time that I see that mother f*cker
It's on site nigga
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot
Stop the crying nigga

Alrite
I got my fists
I got my knife
I got my bat
I got my spikes
My knuckles brass
My boots ain't light
What's right is wrong
What's wrong ain't right
The moon is lit
The sun ain't bright
Let's throw a fit
Let's start a fight
I got my mothaf*ckin molotov cocktail
Bout to ignite
And that's everything that's in sight
You gon take the fight or take flight
This adrenaline, it ain't fright
Gotta hit the pins when they strike
Take a sedative in late night,
That's the medicine to stay right
Finna benefit in this life
Let the devil in and they might
Get a little bit of fear in the bones
Spear with the bow and arrow
So they feel it the most
Heel to the toes runnin through field of the police
No peace nigga
Cant feel anymore
It ain't real anymore
And it's many many more where that came from
I gotta reload nigga cuz I ain't done
It's a inside job man I ain't dumb
And it's way too late to vacation
Is this the end it's too explicit
The vibe these people giving off is too apocalyptic
You going out without a f*cking fight is too simplistic
Time to form alliances and start to get ritualistic now go

Walk up on a pussy
Ball ya fist and say goodnight
This the type of shit that make you wanna f*cking fight
Type of shit that make you
Do some stupid shit
Just out of spite
Next time that I see that mother f*cker
It's on site nigga
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot, Start a riot
Start a riot
Stop the crying nigga

This that never back down
Watch yo head get cracked now
Bitch got up then sat down
Real ones never act loud
Glock nine always strapped down
This that never back down