Michael Angel Valentine - The Ruckus

Megaman
Megaman
Yeah yeah
HEY
Angel baby
1,2,3

This young boy done came up
I got two broads and their seeing stars hitting moonrocks then I moon walk then I evolve into Umbreon
No more twin Glocks in my holsters
Hiding five and tens up in my tube socks
I was Urkle then Stephon after I got a machine gun
So pipe down pipe down I promise you don't want to fight now
End up dead or alive Baptiste the chopper will knock you down
Spin you right round right round playing round get you laid down
Cause I don't play motherfuckers its ACES we cause a ruckus

How these fools gang banging but were never jumped
Putting their lives at risk but haven't died I guess they're really blessed
In their costumes dressed up in red they're Dragonfly Jones
Fake bloods that can't kick with me I don't want daps or what's up
Cause I know they're getting pressed getting tap by another man that need money for utilities
I know they're kind, loud mouths, live wires
Police around I'm Mr. mime roll on the river and backwards slide
For you snitching is gospel Jesus Christ
if there's a crime it must be the blood on the main line
Stupid, you gone catch a bullet
The dope I moved it I'm pushing
New work with fentanyl in the base
It makes fiends vegetables leave them in a garden state

This young boy done came up
I got two broads and their seeing stars hitting moonrocks then I moon walk then I evolve into Umbreon
No more twin Glocks in my holsters
Hiding five and tens up in my tube socks
I was Urkle then Stephon after I got a machine gun
So pipe down pipe down I promise you don't want to fight now
End up dead or alive Baptiste the chopper will knock you down
Spin you right round right round playing round get you laid down
Cause I don't play motherfuckers its ACES we cause a ruckus

Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Cause I can spit plus I make hits so I just piss
On my competition and leave

Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Cause I can spit plus I make hits so I just piss
On my competition and leave

Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Ain't nobody really fucking with me

Angel baby

Man this party is fucking lit!
Man it's so many bitches out here!
Are these niggas trying to fight?
Aw man, yall niggas need to calm down!
For real chill!
It's like every time we get around some bitches and some music start playing niggas wanna be gladiators
Like, that shit ain't tight man
See, you know what? This is the sole reason why yall pussy rate is so underwhelming
Like no bitches wanna fuck with fucking Conan
Like what the hell kind of shit is that?

Written by:
Michael Shavers

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