Dzh - No Witnesses 2 (feat. J.1.da, Samad Savage, & Trey Budden)

Yuh
Alright, word
Look
Follow me follow me follow me follow me to a wonderful place
I’m ready to take you high like the first time you blaze
I catch you rappers flipping, promise you you won’t get away
Just like the Mobb this some deep shit
I’m strong fuck that weak shit
I pray for shit that money can’t buy, you’ll never kill me
Cause what’s inside will forever live on
Y’all funny like sitcoms
You rappers are O-K and I’m the best y’all
Supporters ask me if am I dropping heat and I’m like yes yes, yes y’all
I’m coming with that style that you can’t fuck with
Ya man’s playing both sides of the fence, he can’t be trusted
And ain’t a damn thing about that ya boy that ain't powerful
Cause even in silence could hold power
Prepare this ya final hour
That’s word to Ms. Hill, stay to myself watch who you ball with
Circle so small whenever it rings, I know who’s calling
Kickin’ hot shit in ya ear, I know you heard me
Nigga whatchu thought, bitch, this is Jersey, yuh
Aye aye, aye
Dzh, thanks for the beat
I’m Keanu Reeves on piano keys
Hola Mi Llamo beast
Y Te Llamo weak
Choco vato see
Now that’s chicano speak
But New Jersey is where Samad gotta be
Honestly ain’t nobody stopping me
I could beat like a lady told me slide in deep
Fuck em
They probably not real
A Snobby twat still
I heard you made
Thotty pop pills
For throbby cock feel
You jackass Johny Knoxville
My God he got skills
Headshot eat a dick
That’s a sloppy top ew
Bruv ask U-K? When the shotty shot
You hardly hot, rubbish poppy-cock
Hit licks like a lolly poppy
Don’t fuck with 12 so much
I forgot out to cop a squat
I stand for something
L-O-L, that’s a rocky plot
One take? Probably not
I’m guessing that’s why every bars a punchline
This food for thought I got them lining up, the fucks a lunch line?
I’m doing 80 on 80 not listening to one sign
I wop you for the fetty there’s only one
I’m done, bye
Oh oh wait uh
Requested by Dzh
SKOODWIDIT!
Look, look
Time is money, I’m counting my pennies up
Not giving a fuck about anyone who be renting a Bentley truck
Or claim they better then everyone, I can hop around them like double dutch
It's Jersey, your city ain’t got shit on where I’m from
We fucking the game up
This shit is a layup
This shit easy but nothing free when it comes to me except that S-M-O-K-E
They see my plate and they wanna piece
They see hard times and they wanna leave
You can't come inside of my circle less’ you coming from Jersey, nigga
Posted on the block boy where they shoot niggas
Ain’t no JB, I look alive when I kill niggas
I do right and kill everything, you know?
If we were cars, then I’m a rover, you’re a rover 2.0
Ayo, they copy ya style
Niggas copied my style ?
These pussy’s dick-eating, I ain’t have no sex in a while
These boys hallucinating claiming that they carry the crown
These niggas crazy for real, the games a mental asylum
And you done made me mad, rappers looking clueless ain’t no Stacy Dash
Run it back, clueless rappers ain’t popping like Stacy Dash
Been running the game for a while, nigga, I'm running track
Don’t you say my name unless you talk bout where the fuck I’m at
It's Jersey
Yuh
YAYA, Ight so boom, check it
It’s tha super Saiyan residence prodigy
Ain’t no stopping me
Y’all making more snap memories, I making more monopolies
Tell your girl not to bother me
Tell your mans quit jocking me
Been the man with the plan since I stamped it in No ApologizeZ
It's clear now, finally got your attention
They only here for good days, trust, I see your attendance
You wasn’t here for bad days, you wasn’t there for the stressing
So, don’t come crazy at the host if you ain’t up on the guest list
Watch ya step when you approach me, 'cause the floor is lava
Shawties coming close, but I know the devil wears Prada
I say to tighten up head if you looking for the screws
What’s incomparable is comparing me to you
I tell them all to catch up, ain't no time to be waiting
Caring for your opinions are figments of your imagination
Work hard and pray harder just to show you what the witness is
Home of the garden state, no fakes this no witnesses
Z

Written by:
Dzh, Dante Matheis-Henry, Samad Savage, Trey Budden

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