K-pop Lyrics

(I’m ready to die like Biggie)

Hold up who that
had your chance to shine
but you blew that reap what you sew boy
I think I need the clue that
dropping bombs on these cats
Hiroshima in a beamer dropping bombs
in these raps eyes open mouth closed
when you step up in my domain
everybody lit so I'm about to
bring the propane
Many still won't get it im aiming at your brain
but I'mma hit you in your spirit

Real Talk blood raw only goals
that you got is the 12 in your jaw
no future no plan
you trying to be a Savage bru
I'm trying to be a man
tryna touch the sky like them
buildings in Dubai tryna
flip the game on it’s back fo I die
y'all can debate over who's the dopest
Rippa just trying to bring
hope to the Hopeless

yeah I know what you thought this
was sex money drugs
I ain't thinking bout a thot.
Beware of them dimes boy
I know that they find boy
don't show em your hand
unless they show you they mind boy

these snakes these bars throwing ninja stars
and they looking for the dudes
with them fancy cars watch out
see we all got options grow or stay
the same live or be dead
I’d rather choose life the dead
gets no bread and all these streets
give you is a hole in your head
a hole in your head all the streets
give you is a hole in your head

Everybody talkin out the side of they neck
everybody out here dying for respect
sense aint common when you
tryna chase a check you ready for
that life boy you better bring a body bag
hold up hold up body bag body bag
hold up hold up body bag body bag
hold up hold up body bag
you ready for that life boy
you better bring a body bag
All About The Money bullets
and brauds blind had the wrong
definition of hard gamble with my life
tore my family apart had to die to myself
before they put me in a body bag

(I’m ready to die like Biggie)

Life aint a box of chocolate
it’s crabs in a bucket get a lock pick
peep who you rock wit I'm hot
wit every single line
I deliver couldn't Mumble
if I tried my team won't let it slide
bringing you the creme-de-la-cremas
muy caliente my whole Camp excelente
got mo bars than a Cell Block
when I tell em hell hot
they aint tryna hear me to that flesh rot
they traveled the road
that was wide and packed I took the
alleyway and went round the back
the paper the power taming
these dames I played the game
it’s all in vain my stable was full
with faces no names married
and all I had no shame
my Johnson survived like magic no virus
in the package but I still got baggage
still got days when I SMH
I look back can't believe
I'm still in the race no leprechauns
it was all straight Grace
I look to the clouds
Let the Rain hit my face
So Fresh So Clean now
I'm back on the scene
going hard for my dreams
often underrated but never intimidated
Spectators frustrated trying to figure
how I made it / not cocky
just seasoned im a lyrical vet rhymes
tatted on my skull so I never forget
yahshua in my heart hip hop in my veins
El Shaddai till I die boy I’ll never be the same

Everybody talkin out the
side of they neck
everybody out here dying for respect
sense aint common when you
tryna chase a check you ready for
that life boy you better bring a body bag
hold up hold up body bag body bag
hold up hold up body bag body bag
hold up hold up body bag
you ready for that life boy
you better bring a body bag
All About The Money bullets
and brauds blind had the wrong
definition of hard gamble
with my life tore my family apart
had to die to myself
before they put me in a body bag

(I’m ready to die like Biggie)