The Lem - Osbourne Flow

Yah (Wussup)
Oh it's Lem again bitch (Yo)

Y'all thought I was just gonna put work in and just? (Nah)
That's not how it goes my boy like
Yo it's the big poppa off a pen and the top
No team, 1 deep, self-taught
Yo it's AKA Sir Spits-a-lot
They want smoke and steam stirring the pot
Falling back like a lesson was taught (Get back)
Tried to me drop like I ain't hot, like I'ma stop?
Like I'm not gon make it pop?
Bitch I'm the cream of the crop
Fresh 2 to death like I'm bout to rot
Yo it's yo hoe you gotta watch
Playing leap frog, she hoppin on top
I'ma put her stomach in a knot (That's yo hoe?)
(Yo) Some top and backshots
I got what I want
It's time to leave the spot 10-17 on the dot (BURR)
No time to love on these thots
Shit, I feel like Guwop

No cap
No hook
It's the middle of track
Take off yo hats
Moment of silence for those that went home and ain't come back (RIP)
Yo don't get me wrong I'm doing it for the cash
Made your girl my baby
Bashed, you know smashed and trashed
Yeah I'ma do the dash
Outta there fast
Tryna hold me back I ended up passin em, how 'bout that?
Y'all selfish? You get left in the back of us
We don't chat as much
Feds tryna watch, tap
(Yo) Skin brown, you can kiss my colored ass
They be like "I ain't know you can rap"
I'm like "Nah perhaps you knew what was hannin'
you just didn't believe in them stacks"
Aww run it back
Fresh as a tic-tac
Lemme put the nic-nacs (Nads) in yo mouth if you laugh (Haha)
Yo that's cool you got bands, put a band on a girl hand
But I'm at large big blues like the hair of Marge
I ain't a SIMP you my SON
Get yo weight up
I weigh a ton
Runnin it up just for fun
I'll call your girl Sandy cheeks cuz she got buns
And they call me neo cuz I look like the one

Written by:
c Lem

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