Zig Zag Zig (3 Starz, 2 Barz)
Telly
21
Rap
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[Intro: talking]
[Verse 1: Silas G]
The lifestyle as a juvenile hella wild
Seeing all shit, niggas sleep in the coffin
The devil's advocate that’s heaven sent
The flow remarkable, untouchable, can't you dig the shit?
Keep my cipher small cuz these niggas' minds ain't big enough
I'm putting it down for the vision bruh
Too many niggas on that funny stuff
It's SG, Telly can't forget about my nigga Rhocket
Death toll increase every time we on the beat
No need to talk to a hater man they too belligerent
So I’ll leave a nigga brainless like a starfish
Just because the nigga wan' be a lil punk bitch
Pussy one what's gwann you know di rude boys run the place
So best believe it ain't safe take it to the max making mills is a must
Keep my eye on the money like Illuminati, what the bloodclot?
[Verse 2: Telly]
Crew don't fuck with no lames, punishment: no games
Pop ya fucking noodle, get the chain for the low mane, oh mane
Trained by the bullet, mind quicker than bullet trains
Man ya know my damn name: Fabio la nautical, 3 stars, two bars
You's a damn Nerf gun and I'ma damn nuke bomb
Growing up in the nation's capital I
Learned dudes push keys try to capitalize
Locked in a studio basement writing rhymes
And I lay em flat like the tops of capital I's
Stephen Hawking ain't seen a bigger problem
Walk on, get they sigh on: Hondas
It's still keep it in the fam, a young nigga with vision
With my dirty backpack storing all these niggas' writtens
Smoking a Cubano: Rahul Flacko
Boat shoes on, nigga parked by the dock, ho
Any nigga wanna battle me, just get at me
In the whip I'm like Link, can't get lost I got Navi
I'm so crazy, don't even come near me
They green with envy so Kokiri, what a breeze
Her friend loose, her man a tease
But I get her wet like manatees, ya man a beast
You can't stop it
You already know, kill 'em Rhocket
[Verse 3: Young Rhocket]
Kill the beat, it's case closed
Got writtens by the caseload
You thinking bout these women but they thinking bout the bankrolls
I'm thinking bout the inverse, so everyday I do work
And when I get the whip, I'm going forward never reverse
Niggas act like bitches, I swear they like a seahorse
So when they take a detour, use my mind like a resource
Coming from the bottom, but I'm reaching for the peak more
These haters sad like Eeyore, we cooling by the seashore
The fam and team is family and that is what I cook for
I make a feast for all my G's we eating til it's no more
Say it like this Dirty Backpack been back
Clear the room, hazmat, if you fake then back back
Yeah real recognize real and that is real rap
See I'm never gonna slack even if I'm dressing down
Seeing through the fake like we using ultrasound...(yeah)
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