作词 : I.O.D 作曲 : BeatsDaily This for my fam and them, Who was with me way before I had the fans who needed *******pping and handling Performing concerts to a crowd of ten Determined to show love it felt like I was rocking Irving And I’m just an urban youth from the ghetto of truth Who thought the best form of expression was to record in a booth College in my horizons but I’ll never see it through Through tooth and nail, I knew that I’ll prevail I was twelve raising hell when I first held that hammer Knew I ******* up from the start Shells richochet like mario kart In my chest dwelled an audio heart Turn to the pen and let the cardio start to make ends Friends came few but who am I to lose With hard work and God there’s nothing else to prove While I’m slamming the summers these *******s pay-per-view Guess whose crunching you ******s like numbers there aint no other
My rhymes the path, my mind the dome I speak the math, I need to know My sound the body you are the soul I see the world, Brownsville is home
I get it I get it You’ll never get it but its cool The life of a villain is never timid In a pool Full of sharks and my art is a plate of food No matter how you pay your dues Once you start to get it *******s hating you I can give a ******* tho If it’s my time to go at least I ******* yo’ mind In my demise I want my killer at the viewing So my soul can move him *******, we all human I be the I.O. and don’t forget it You can’t belittle it with little riddles you dribble on weak instrumentals Boii I go beans on a beat like a senzu If you aint real then I can’t complement you A ******* so Ville, my last dollar spent is gonna be a dollar fry Black boy born in the world is a homicide Cause he already dead before he even is alive The ******* Brownsvillain
作词 : I.O.D 作曲 : BeatsDaily This for my fam and them, Who was with me way before I had the fans who needed *******pping and handling Performing concerts to a crowd of ten Determined to show love it felt like I was rocking Irving And I’m just an urban youth from the ghetto of truth Who thought the best form of expression was to record in a booth College in my horizons but I’ll never see it through Through tooth and nail, I knew that I’ll prevail I was twelve raising hell when I first held that hammer Knew I ******* up from the start Shells richochet like mario kart In my chest dwelled an audio heart Turn to the pen and let the cardio start to make ends Friends came few but who am I to lose With hard work and God there’s nothing else to prove While I’m slamming the summers these *******s pay-per-view Guess whose crunching you ******s like numbers there aint no other
My rhymes the path, my mind the dome I speak the math, I need to know My sound the body you are the soul I see the world, Brownsville is home
I get it I get it You’ll never get it but its cool The life of a villain is never timid In a pool Full of sharks and my art is a plate of food No matter how you pay your dues Once you start to get it *******s hating you I can give a ******* tho If it’s my time to go at least I ******* yo’ mind In my demise I want my killer at the viewing So my soul can move him *******, we all human I be the I.O. and don’t forget it You can’t belittle it with little riddles you dribble on weak instrumentals Boii I go beans on a beat like a senzu If you aint real then I can’t complement you A ******* so Ville, my last dollar spent is gonna be a dollar fry Black boy born in the world is a homicide Cause he already dead before he even is alive The ******* Brownsvillain
