- early exit (feat. ROC Marci) 歌詞 Lloyd Banks Roc Marci
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- Lloyd Banks Roc Marci
- [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, everything on heavy, water on your prop bezzi
Made my prezzi rock steady, my confetti is a blend of blueberry
Too many crosses on my line, new celly
Cant even snuff a nigga, lames too ready
What pocket change you buried?
Some words are strong enough to get your fam touched
Serpent ass nigga, slither right out your handcuffs
Were total opposites, how could you understand us?
Pockets in a drought, yet floodin your Instagram up
Your WCW rams us
Lyricist delivery, Roberto Duran punch
My aura luminates the room, Louis Vuitton balloons
Banko back to rеvvin up the goons, movie time thе zooms
I send em shots in a medley, Uzi, Nine, kabooms
Bury me a ****ing king, custom jewelry out my tomb
You sleepin on me, made your bed up, cant reroute the doom
Cant be out here dying over coon, floosies out the room, uh!
Around the way, you never know
Everybody wont like you , you gon have to let it go
Gotta find a better road
Shit on all your facade, rocks on a bed of gold
You can leave here in a second yo
Dummy fall Ima never fall
We gon always be respected
If a nigga crossed the lines we drew, early exit
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
Uh, you ****in with the genuine artical, fly nigga , Im lookin like Ginuwine in the artical
Been a ton, ***** I been a don
I resemble the image of God, the pendants on tier with Rakim Allahs
I admit I started a renaissance , got all theseartists on the same shit Im on, I should talk at a seminar, uh
Your lyrics semi-hard
You aint gotta give me the nod, I know Im the big dog
In the yard not only did I lift the bar with bars, I really did sling hard like Nicky Barnes
Minus the fish you got fishing parts, you still a ***** at heart, Im on a yacht fishin in a pond
Who knew the arm could lift six sextillions, Im really just superior to yall with no jewelry on
Spit on your Richard Mille Im a demigod
Big ***** lookin at me like a chili dog, uh!
Around the way, you never know (Really dog, Marci)
Everybody wont like you, you gon have to let it go
Gotta find a better road
Shit on all your facade, rocks on a bed of gold
You can leave here in a second yo
Dummy fall Ima never fall
We gon always be respected
If a nigga crossed the lines we drew, early exit
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, get out of line and therell be slim to no forgiveness
Have my niggas grabbin arms like you called them sons of *****es
Funny how the aggressors become the witness
And you know the motto, speak about it, cuts and stitches
Dont be next to get your head cracked, staple and machete crime
Gloomy, you know Halloween, Im pitchin, gets em every time
Grimey ghoul goblin, promise anyone that envy dying
Giant jewels drippin, keep a smithin, turn you MC blind
Crazy how they talk, you cant help em out, too corny
Think somebody in my family tree puta root on me
Watch your tone, last nigga that moved got a boot on him
The ringer aint out of range for anybody you callin
Nigga every years a blessing, I cop, pull up in Queens
Dapped a fan, said its good to see me, good to be seen
In any area you stumble in got a hood in between
Spring my ****ing wrist whippin this shit, cooking machine
Around the way, you never know
Everybody wont like you, you gon have to let it go
Gotta find a better road
Shit on all your facade, rocks on a bed of gold
You can leave here in a second, yo
Dummy fall Ima never fall
We gon always be respected
If a nigga crossed the lines we drew, early exit
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