HusSky's Fate (Every Dog Has It's Day) Video (MV)

I go lease mood, now I'm rapping like my rent is due,
I warned you nigga now look how your name Maurice is doing,
You put it in more risks is fuming,
Like a Moshpit,
You gon speak ,
I'm gon spit,
A lost kid,
Who's looking for smoke going no streams,
He tryna get high esteem bt won't even get a low steam,

I bring my own fate ×2
I don't want to know ×2
I bring my own fate ×2
I don't want to know ×4


Niggas coming with Packs,
With a beat with no Percs,
(It's set)
Called himself HusSky thought dog was biggie give him 2 knocks walk'im up to the sledge I feel like 2 Pac,
If y'all ain't carried away with this you need to pack,
Your things off this record,
I'm gon hit records,
For getting niggas tanked up this Guiness - World Records,
Distribute a nigga's song under my label,
Versworldrecords,

So I shouldn't do more Splits already rip him apart by that method,

Y'all niggas can learn and see,
Who to play with,
Your songs put us to sleep, don't even play in,
My cell phone low replay value don't even know if,
I'll get digits from this,
*Nigga think he sweet,
He a sugar cane play with me,
Called me dead to get me bar-rid bt he a dead beat,
What type of melodies are these?
You use stock strings out of stock that sound like a mourning,
Wake up and get some new plugins,

I bring my own fate ×2
I don't want to know ×2
I bring my own fate ×4
Own fate, own fate,


You called me rat I got more cheese guess you need Karate chops I'm master Splinter,
I don't got no crews bt I'm packed if a nigga hungry then give him food for thought with these smartlines bt ain't no caregiver,
He thought he clapped back bt I slapped back a Fresh Prince rock with him will not rare kicker,
You thought you gon go far , with me,
You got a low profile , gopher ,
I'm jst doing Lo-fi shit,
Niggas gon go file shit,
Like they got paper, punched both side piece, no side kicks , n
No fly kicks ,
They ain't gon go find chics,
Cos of the damage, I always got no time 4 this ,
Bt when a low dime diss,
Comes I swal-low crime deeds,
I'm hot, take shots gon break shorts I'm the reaper,
Another split couldn't be happy for more splits like a sprinter,
Reap him apart I'm only gon say sorry if I was Justin Bieber,
He brought tampons with that lames ass string I think a Pad will be useful bitch,
Idiot with lyrical shots that can kill your whole image forget captions bitch,
Wax on wax off candle can go off cos I blow your mind admit it bitch,
My beats sleepy cos I know you sleeping on your dreams which is me bitch,



Every dog has it's day,
Time to lock up that HusSky inside the cage,
Behind bars my bars let's open another page,
Pet cemetry is where he gon rest his case,


I know you want smoke you keep referring to Nardo wick now this not your week,
Psycho told you that diss was solid he lied , with this heat,
You about to get a meltdown niggas is about to get fried well done now this is,
Liquidity niggas staggering I see,
Them trembling this fits,
Not fitness these beats,
Ain't same as your fate,
King of Naksi no debate,
With this acclaimed accent,
I get a str8 access,
To unclaimed assets,
A blame worsens,
Bt if I'm paid worth it,
Some days while these,
Niggas keep complaining I'ma bring them the crown and they'll want it,
Fake ass accent that make ash why this?
Wake up my G,
I take us Miles G,

Every dog has it's day ,
Time to lock up that HusSky inside the cage,
Behind bars my bars let's open another page,
Pet Cemetery is where he gon rest his case,


When I said I got the juice I meant this lyrical juice
I'd be bitter if your videos close to lyrical lemonade yours str8 from the mud, trenches,
Looks like someone wiped some sand on these lenses,
They filthy, buy new lenses,
B4 you see yourself as the nigga who got it we've seen dirst yours worse bt these bars clean cleanses,
The dirt, the grammar, tenses, the sentence (behind bars)
The bar that got my, attention, the tension,
Is talking 'bout my, patience, the patient,
Is who talking about my education, this lesson,
Is for Urban Ke, y'all Urban bt I'm the Urban Chief,
Whacky ass diss, this (diss) ass working shit for y'all,
With that fake ass deep hoarse voice wait as I deploy,
Your voice, it sounds like you holding a fart you on some poo shit like Ice Spice,
I'm on some good shit for high prize,
Now cut out that bull shit,
Seems like we Pushing P's other niggas pushing poos f*ck shit,
Get employed and get some real duty not call of duty,
You keep wearing hats cos you a cap nigga let's reboot it,