Still Get Paid - Violate

I'll violate you terribly
Nothing to this is heavenly
I'll leave your Ice cream truck Stuck with seven holes On Sesame Street
Heaven knows
Don't bet against the streets
I'll set the tone
While you grit your teeth
We was put here first
To translate the streets

Take a glance at death
And tell me what you see
Is it friends or foes
Happiness is so sublime
No hoes in the pen
I'm Screaming
I cant do the time
So foul
Even if your watching
You'll still miss the crime

We shouldn't
Be seeing this unfold
In the streets
So Stop drop and let go, see
This is a hex flow, b
Who's up to bet
Against yours, let's see
I lived it beyond those doors
On jet skies
While they stole it and wrote it
Professing he was Wise
After they extract the essence
From the soldiers eyes
They called us savages
After accessing the damages
Hope to God they could balance This
Still dripping with blessings
They screaming with minor Notes on flexing

You Timing my quote
While I'm critical wit footnotes
I approve nothing
Not even sketching
Or cutting your throat
You see black
I rather be on a boat
Having shorty singing the eight Note
This face you make for bank Notes
Or writing
Down in your obituary notes
From this gun can
You could fight this round, no?
Not enough time
To save you for grace
Wish I could go back in time
Just to save you slime
Now I got your flesh
Leave it up to me
Imma drive them things and Spends those things
On those little bitty things
That's cost more than a haters Stings
Your sound can't clash with mines stupid
Mines originals
Yours been bit
Chewed and spewed
No gratitude
Look at you

Written by:
CROESUS ECELUGICH

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