Listen to Hyperbolic 2 by BUSDRIVER

Hyperbolic 2

BUSDRIVER

Hip-Hop/Rap

22,954 Shazams

Lyrics

Sorry, sorry I got a missed call from the massage parlor Oh shoot it's you, fresh out of jail telling me "need to ball harder" You don't rap to improve, you pull the [?] move on the [?] below With your backup you know how the story goes So before we know you've been rewarding blow What's that, you figure we should do it just because you're getting 14 a brick You said this while handcuffed to a hospital bed, hooked to a morphine drip I met your criminality, and I don't like a bunch of grown [?] cause you don't know right You sold an eight to a stranger and they had to call and quarantine the strip Nigga keep quiet or I'll export you in the mix So miss me with that hyperbole Miss me with that hyperbole Miss me with that hyperbole I'm so out my place, I can hear your face Sorry sorry, hey I'm so out my place, I can hear your face Sorry back in the day, you said what's so up with these Now you want me cause the hoes fuck with me Now you want to go to our clothing company Yeah right, yeah right let me be Bitch your smiling was real thin So I'm licking my thumb trying to trail winds And fuck nigga you're in a tail spin Thrown up in the pen by an [?] And now you wear that Bluetooth suppository Reading from a script with no actual premises All bought up on the whim of an afro-fetishist Fronting like you're rolling around fifty deep Your homies are like sterilized chimney sweeps I took him to the OG to get him vetted And he said there's no gangster in your dickies crease While doing business on an out of town trip You hit an undercover with a roundhouse kick While wearing an arm and jacket with a thirty round clip So miss me with that hyperbole You shoot the niggas that don't answer when the phone beeps So the character assassination is bone deep Cause the idea is if you don't be seen, got no reads So fuck your hyperbole You wanna move into an estate home But you can't get a bank loan with a gun charge Plus, why would you give all the crack addicts punch cards And fuck all that shit you do I can only make an expensive song When you're vetted and incredibly slender I'm getting honored as a celebrity sinner
Writer(s): Charles Edward Dickerson, Regan John Farquhar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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