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No One Video (MV)




Performed By: Lyrikal Writez
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: JILL ANDREWS, KS RHOADS, SHANNON WRIGHT




Lyrikal Writez - No One Lyrics




Yeah
You already know who it is man
Your boy Lyrikal Writez
Back with another one
You know, give you a little light bars

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...

Niggas straight kill me, tryna become my best friend
In this state of mind I give em a ACT so I test them
Don't agree with the objective, they eject them
Hating on me always been they obsession
Slaming these niggas off these ropes like wrestling
Climbing to the top, I'm the king, you my peasant
These mothaf*ckas my gift pleasure my presents
So pleasant, these niggas know my words are weapons
Niggas say that Lyrikal Writez a stereotype
I'm killing these mics, getting you hyped, you feeling these vibes
Don't even lie, don't even try that bullshit
Niggas know you f*cking with me to the fullest
I pull clips like movies, bitches shoot they shot in lines
And aim for my mind for my time, you can't shoot me
Y'all bitches wanna better man
My trust is like you touching a live wire with sweaty hands

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...

Lemme give you rodents a little demonstration
You see I'm diarrhea, y'all constipated
That means I'm the shit when y'all frustrated
Yall pennywise say you f*ck with it but y'all hate it
Y'all dickheads pissed, you coverup heads like Trojan
I'm the shit that means I stretch your ass open
Y'all niggas can beat it, take lotion
My bars will make yo ass stand up and I'm not joking
Stop hoping for a nigga to drop, never heard of you
I'm here to drop tops, treat em like damn convertible
Training these bitches, looking for my terminal
I'm about to wreck the show to let you this is unacceptable
I'm just incredible, you just available
Terrible how y'all partials get ate like edibles
Im feeling myself, now these hoes lacking today
I see these pros active, I tell em get the f*ck out my face

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...
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Yeah
You already know who it is man
Your boy Lyrikal Writez
Back with another one
You know, give you a little light bars

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...

Niggas straight kill me, tryna become my best friend
In this state of mind I give em a ACT so I test them
Don't agree with the objective, they eject them
Hating on me always been they obsession
Slaming these niggas off these ropes like wrestling
Climbing to the top, I'm the king, you my peasant
These mothaf*ckas my gift pleasure my presents
So pleasant, these niggas know my words are weapons
Niggas say that Lyrikal Writez a stereotype
I'm killing these mics, getting you hyped, you feeling these vibes
Don't even lie, don't even try that bullshit
Niggas know you f*cking with me to the fullest
I pull clips like movies, bitches shoot they shot in lines
And aim for my mind for my time, you can't shoot me
Y'all bitches wanna better man
My trust is like you touching a live wire with sweaty hands

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...

Lemme give you rodents a little demonstration
You see I'm diarrhea, y'all constipated
That means I'm the shit when y'all frustrated
Yall pennywise say you f*ck with it but y'all hate it
Y'all dickheads pissed, you coverup heads like Trojan
I'm the shit that means I stretch your ass open
Y'all niggas can beat it, take lotion
My bars will make yo ass stand up and I'm not joking
Stop hoping for a nigga to drop, never heard of you
I'm here to drop tops, treat em like damn convertible
Training these bitches, looking for my terminal
I'm about to wreck the show to let you this is unacceptable
I'm just incredible, you just available
Terrible how y'all partials get ate like edibles
Im feeling myself, now these hoes lacking today
I see these pros active, I tell em get the f*ck out my face

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...

No one can touch my skills
No one, no one
Got one shot, gonna make that kill
No one, no one...
Got this hood on lock for real
No one, no one
Got the game, gonna steal this deal
No one, no one...
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Writer: JILL ANDREWS, KS RHOADS, SHANNON WRIGHT
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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