Kill-A-Flowz - Too Ignorant

Woo, That's Fire!
Damn I got to get too Ignorant
Don't give a fuck
How they feel boy
They some bitches
And they girlfriends some dikes
Nigga
Say what I feel
While I'm right here on
The mic boy
Spit some things
That I swear
Y'all wouldn't
like boy
This song hard
And I bet my shit
Knock boy
I'm Knocking pictures
Off the wall
Yes indeed
Homie
Catch me posted
On the block
Of 5700
Southwest
Where a brother
Born and Raised
Brother
Don't give a damn
Who got Next
I got Now Homie
Yeah
Yeah wish
A hater would
Wish they would brother
Yeah, they wishing
That they could but
They can't homie
They be saying that
They will
But they won't
Mane
Never!
It's a whole lot
Of excuses
That they made
Mane
I be smoking
On the stickiest
Of green hater
I Break it down
Then I stuff it
In my King Palms
And Raw Cones too
The fire shit
From napalm bombs
I bear more Arms
Then ten grizzlies
You'll think it
Was a State Farm Dome
They like to talk a
Lot but that's
Alright though
I see they type a lot
Of shit but it's a typo.
I'll blow the fat off
Of their stomach
Like its Lipo
Say do you love Me?
I don't really Got a type though
I'm doing this
They doing this
I'm your Influences
They ruined this
I ruin plans
I'm back up
Out of reach again
Preach what's
On the sermon
Just To get me out
Of hell again
A fine line between
Loyalty and stupid
A fine line between
Nice and just foolish
A fine line between
Truth and the lies too
I pull up on your side
Just to go and surprise you
I Pull up on your side
Just to go and surprise you

Written by:
Michael Holloway

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