Villainous Rebel because the flows hated
Get to my level you niggas won't make it
Killing these devils and if you
Gotta rebuttal
My nigga here go the metal just Gone aim it
Right at your Mfing skull cap
Get smoked like you toked on a Bong pack
The road paved with gold yeah we On that
No Dorothy N Todo
More like Tony and Manolo
You don't like that we gone fight Back every time
Yeah you write that
But not like that
You a lie
You the type cat who Insights crap Than cries
She want a nightcap
What a nice catch I imbibe
Then she right back to the nice Cat with the he rhymes
She gone site that
Cus she like that then slide
Up and down the pole like Dow Jones
When ya lady take the pipe she Howl and moan nigga
Claiming that you raw nigga not At all
Your flow full of shit my rhythm Isotol
Know this I'ma kill em when the Mic involved
And I'm bringing more heat than AMolotov
No bliss for you pricks
You dicks lost your balls
No nuts no glory how the world Revolves
Only time you show guts you was Puking my Dogg
But I'm ready willing and able to Murder them all
I fight back
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
When it comes to your bite
Well you a soft bitch
Giving it everything is all I know How to do
I don't know how to go slower
So I don't I'm a power you
Never thought'd be dropping this Chopper shit like a bomb on it Kind of like I'm an
American terrorist at a marathon
I'm in it to get it popping off like An automatic I gotta have it
I can't imagine not I'm an addict
It's like adrenaline and when I get To going I'm no one you want to Know and I'm okay with it
For me it's a bonus
Cuz no one is flowing like this
Go against this shit and it's over
I told you
I'm Mauna Loa with this
Load a clip bitch just don't blow Your composure
Put it to your own dome
Be a donor
Let being so cold be your closure
Trying to fight it's like molding a Hoax cause your life as a whole is So mediocre
You like to spread your lies about
Those who've severed ties and Nw knowing it's justified
You hide behind them knowing in Time they'll find you out
Its like you're trying to revise Your sense of mentality
When your sentimentality is Dying morality
Disguised by you striving to Reprise a fallacy
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
When it comes to your bite
Well you a soft bitch
Micky Perry - Fight Back (feat. Noman the Banshee & Mvsxn Eks) Lyrics
Micky Perry - Fight Back (feat. Noman the Banshee & Mvsxn Eks) Lyrics
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Villainous Rebel because the flows hated
Get to my level you niggas won't make it
Killing these devils and if you
Gotta rebuttal
My nigga here go the metal just Gone aim it
Right at your Mfing skull cap
Get smoked like you toked on a Bong pack
The road paved with gold yeah we On that
No Dorothy N Todo
More like Tony and Manolo
You don't like that we gone fight Back every time
Yeah you write that
But not like that
You a lie
You the type cat who Insights crap Than cries
She want a nightcap
What a nice catch I imbibe
Then she right back to the nice Cat with the he rhymes
She gone site that
Cus she like that then slide
Up and down the pole like Dow Jones
When ya lady take the pipe she Howl and moan nigga
Claiming that you raw nigga not At all
Your flow full of shit my rhythm Isotol
Know this I'ma kill em when the Mic involved
And I'm bringing more heat than AMolotov
No bliss for you pricks
You dicks lost your balls
No nuts no glory how the world Revolves
Only time you show guts you was Puking my Dogg
But I'm ready willing and able to Murder them all
I fight back
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
When it comes to your bite
Well you a soft bitch
Giving it everything is all I know How to do
I don't know how to go slower
So I don't I'm a power you
Never thought'd be dropping this Chopper shit like a bomb on it Kind of like I'm an
American terrorist at a marathon
I'm in it to get it popping off like An automatic I gotta have it
I can't imagine not I'm an addict
It's like adrenaline and when I get To going I'm no one you want to Know and I'm okay with it
For me it's a bonus
Cuz no one is flowing like this
Go against this shit and it's over
I told you
I'm Mauna Loa with this
Load a clip bitch just don't blow Your composure
Put it to your own dome
Be a donor
Let being so cold be your closure
Trying to fight it's like molding a Hoax cause your life as a whole is So mediocre
You like to spread your lies about
Those who've severed ties and Nw knowing it's justified
You hide behind them knowing in Time they'll find you out
Its like you're trying to revise Your sense of mentality
When your sentimentality is Dying morality
Disguised by you striving to Reprise a fallacy
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
When it comes to your bite
Well you a soft bitch
Get to my level you niggas won't make it
Killing these devils and if you
Gotta rebuttal
My nigga here go the metal just Gone aim it
Right at your Mfing skull cap
Get smoked like you toked on a Bong pack
The road paved with gold yeah we On that
No Dorothy N Todo
More like Tony and Manolo
You don't like that we gone fight Back every time
Yeah you write that
But not like that
You a lie
You the type cat who Insights crap Than cries
She want a nightcap
What a nice catch I imbibe
Then she right back to the nice Cat with the he rhymes
She gone site that
Cus she like that then slide
Up and down the pole like Dow Jones
When ya lady take the pipe she Howl and moan nigga
Claiming that you raw nigga not At all
Your flow full of shit my rhythm Isotol
Know this I'ma kill em when the Mic involved
And I'm bringing more heat than AMolotov
No bliss for you pricks
You dicks lost your balls
No nuts no glory how the world Revolves
Only time you show guts you was Puking my Dogg
But I'm ready willing and able to Murder them all
I fight back
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
When it comes to your bite
Well you a soft bitch
Giving it everything is all I know How to do
I don't know how to go slower
So I don't I'm a power you
Never thought'd be dropping this Chopper shit like a bomb on it Kind of like I'm an
American terrorist at a marathon
I'm in it to get it popping off like An automatic I gotta have it
I can't imagine not I'm an addict
It's like adrenaline and when I get To going I'm no one you want to Know and I'm okay with it
For me it's a bonus
Cuz no one is flowing like this
Go against this shit and it's over
I told you
I'm Mauna Loa with this
Load a clip bitch just don't blow Your composure
Put it to your own dome
Be a donor
Let being so cold be your closure
Trying to fight it's like molding a Hoax cause your life as a whole is So mediocre
You like to spread your lies about
Those who've severed ties and Nw knowing it's justified
You hide behind them knowing in Time they'll find you out
Its like you're trying to revise Your sense of mentality
When your sentimentality is Dying morality
Disguised by you striving to Reprise a fallacy
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
Put your hands up
Get your wig split
Always playing the bully
You wanna talk shit
When it comes to the rumble you Cannot walk bitch
When it comes to your bite
Well you a soft bitch
Writer: Mason Hussar, Michael Perry, Namon Roberts
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC