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The OF Tape Vol. 2专辑

  • Okay, welcome to my 12 bar
    The beat, wears it like a Kevlar
    As I smoke my tree, medlar, South African
    Coughing 'til there's pains in my f*cking abdomen
    I spit negative just like a halogen
    My breeze more of a f*cking masculine
    The rascals win, killing them all with a javelin
    Snakes, I'm just rattling, suit taylor never taddling
    You n*ggas a bunch of squares, Madison
    As far as real n*ggas, b*tch n*gga my battle's sick
    On top of being talented, b*tch I'm f*cking passionate
    I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, treasure chest
    Better yet, I'll build on to the beat like tetris
    Remember me, forgetfulness, I am your correctionist
    I stitched odd and future together like a leather vest
    You f*cking sweater neck, feather peck, rosetta checks
    I put together decks and push for beef, If head for less
    I'm headed out to Sydney Australia with Tim Donnelly
    He gets caught up at security, the TSA don't follow me
    Tea parties are the ****, forty mags by the scones
    I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a n*gga in his dome
    Click your f*cking heels, there's no place like home
    Cock back and blast off written on the tombstone,
    ain't that a b*tch

    Let's see, what's wrong with me might be my f*cking Tourette sy-
    I need a vacation cause all this **** got me stressing
    So after the showers with Sandusky,
    me and Sean Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis
    Lionel rolled the blunts up, so meanwhile me and Lucas getting f*cked up
    You can smell us coming like a faggot when he hicks up
    Listening to Common's last album to get pumped up
    So finally asked (scratch) when I can get my d*ck sucked
    You know Casey Anthony, what's handling
    Dropping her kids off so she could come out and dance with me
    Wine in the pantry, wrestling on my trampoline
    Learned some new chords while you uncreative were sampling
    I'm wolf, I spit flow-y partly
    As retarded as the sound of deaf people arguing
    You hold the future of the kid you daughter's gargling
    Me, I have the odd future motherf*cking sargeaning
    (Tyler calm the f*ck down)
    No, I'm the f*ck now
    My poppa didn't give one, that's why I'm like this now
    I'm still down to cut throat
    And if another fan asks for a photo while I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable
    I'ma f*cking snap like Berman when he acts right
    Then have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack pipe
    OF will be done for, n*ggas will be dumb poor
    Don't believe me, OK be right back, I'm headed to the gun store
    M-16's and them 16's came out of nowhere like your kid's wet dream
    What you mean old news, oh you
    Will you need us to f*cking show you that we're harder
    than finding a f*cking snickers bar in whole foods
    In a black hoodie, nose bruised and a gold tooth
    Hoping the security guard doesn't hold you in custody
    But luckily had a couple of guns with me
    Like gay step mom, none of you motherf*ckers can f*ck with me

  • [00:03.10]Okay, welcome to my 12 bar
    [00:04.98]The beat, wears it like a Kevlar
    [00:08.28]As I smoke my tree, medlar, South African
    [00:11.23]Coughing 'til there's pains in my f*cking abdomen
    [00:13.86]I spit negative just like a halogen
    [00:16.39]My breeze more of a f*cking masculine
    [00:18.38]The rascals win, killing them all with a javelin
    [00:21.03]Snakes, I'm just rattling, suit taylor never taddling
    [00:24.22]You n*ggas a bunch of squares, Madison
    [00:26.66]As far as real n*ggas, b*tch n*gga my battle's sick
    [00:30.04]On top of being talented, b*tch I'm f*cking passionate
    [00:33.47]I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, treasure chest
    [00:36.25]Better yet, I'll build on to the beat like tetris
    [00:38.82]Remember me, forgetfulness, I am your correctionist
    [00:42.32]I stitched odd and future together like a leather vest
    [00:45.42]You f*cking sweater neck, feather peck, rosetta checks
    [00:48.61]I put together decks and push for beef, If head for less
    [00:51.47]I'm headed out to Sydney Australia with Tim Donnelly
    [00:53.74]He gets caught up at security, the TSA don't follow me
    [00:57.20]Tea parties are the ****, forty mags by the scones
    [00:59.98]I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a n*gga in his dome
    [01:02.93]Click your f*cking heels, there's no place like home
    [01:05.99]Cock back and blast off written on the tombstone,
    [01:09.26]ain't that a b*tch
    [01:10.31]
    [01:14.97]Let's see, what's wrong with me might be my f*cking Tourette sy-
    [01:18.19]I need a vacation cause all this **** got me stressing
    [01:21.16]So after the showers with Sandusky,
    [01:23.52]me and Sean Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis
    [01:26.51]Lionel rolled the blunts up, so meanwhile me and Lucas getting f*cked up
    [01:30.21]You can smell us coming like a faggot when he hicks up
    [01:33.17]Listening to Common's last album to get pumped up
    [01:36.21]So finally asked (scratch) when I can get my d*ck sucked
    [01:39.43]You know Casey Anthony, what's handling
    [01:42.29]Dropping her kids off so she could come out and dance with me
    [01:45.21]Wine in the pantry, wrestling on my trampoline
    [01:48.39]Learned some new chords while you uncreative were sampling
    [01:51.21]I'm wolf, I spit flow-y partly
    [01:54.13]As retarded as the sound of deaf people arguing
    [01:57.19]You hold the future of the kid you daughter's gargling
    [02:00.39]Me, I have the odd future motherf*cking sargeaning
    [02:03.15](Tyler calm the f*ck down)
    [02:04.93]No, I'm the f*ck now
    [02:06.32]My poppa didn't give one, that's why I'm like this now
    [02:09.23]I'm still down to cut throat
    [02:10.83]And if another fan asks for a photo while I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable
    [02:14.89]I'ma f*cking snap like Berman when he acts right
    [02:18.25]Then have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack pipe
    [02:21.02]OF will be done for, n*ggas will be dumb poor
    [02:24.10]Don't believe me, OK be right back, I'm headed to the gun store
    [02:27.53]M-16's and them 16's came out of nowhere like your kid's wet dream
    [02:32.06]What you mean old news, oh you
    [02:34.43]Will you need us to f*cking show you that we're harder
    [02:36.83] than finding a f*cking snickers bar in whole foods
    [02:39.28]In a black hoodie, nose bruised and a gold tooth
    [02:42.35]Hoping the security guard doesn't hold you in custody
    [02:45.16]But luckily had a couple of guns with me
    [02:48.33]Like gay step mom, none of you motherf*ckers can f*ck with me
    [02:55.53]