Trouble Lyrics – Likwuid
Singer: Likwuid
Title: Trouble
This sweet n#gg# make me sick
Say your name on a song, you wanna freestyle and sh#t
I ain’t tryna rhyme, I’m tryna disconnect your spine
Teach you a lesson like you’re a student at Columbine
Must have gotten confused
Respect your elders
You might wanna hold your tongue until you know me better
Or I hold it for you when they perform an autopsy
I suggest you think twice, I’ll change your mind like lobotomy
Maybe he lost his mind, where your head at?
I bet you’re used to girls asking you, “where the head at?”
And it’s already in, you don’t want it with me, fam
You’re a b#tch, you should be rocking pink like Cam
And your words sound good but that’s another dude’s life
You don’t even believe all the b#llsh#t you write
This n#gg# lived in a trailer park, say he from the hood
Or the concrete jungle, no dirt roads in the woods
You’re a b#tch, don’t let your ego corrupt you
You probably like it in the #ss, with this mic I’ll f#ck you
And I love hip-hop but I can rhyme at home
Don’t make me come out the booth, put my fist through your dome, let’s get it on
Oh no, here we go again
A n#gg# think he hard, but I smell estrogen, damn
I’ma teach him a lesson in
There’s only so long fake thugs can pretend
Breathe easy, you don’t really want that
When the flow blast off like b- b- b- b-
Where your head at?
Your chest is hollow, I know
Where your heart at?
f#ck with the fam
You don’t want beef, you hungry for Spam
Studio thug, I leave you crippled right where you stand
Hazardous land, I’m used to a walk in the park
I stomp you so you can see how I left my mark
Best to start opposite direction running
Streets is buzzing, n#gg#s like, “the priest is coming”
Backtrack, n#gg#, watch your tone
You’re lucky when Stylez jumped in the booth that the priest was gone
That’s the truth, n#gg#, word is born, signed, sealed, delivered
I strike with force to kill you before you feel it
I’m telling you, dawg, I snatch your breath
Not on the lyrical sh#t but swift blows to the chest, n#gg#
I’m a mercenary soldier for higher
n#gg#s get fired, get dropped before their rhymes retire
Stylez, I’m wired, let ‘em know the boss is the truth
Yeah, I forgot you left ‘em shook in the booth
Oh no, here we go again
A n#gg# think he hard, but I smell estrogen, damn
I’ma teach him a lesson in
There’s only so long fake thugs can pretend
Breathe easy, you don’t really want that
When the flow blast off like b- b- b- b-
Where your head at?
Your chest is hollow, I know
Where your heart at?
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