Told You So

What? You know how the fuck we do, yo See I am nothing to fuck with These rappers in my shadow and they looking to suck dick You tryna take a selfie 'til I'm punching ya duck lips Now what the fuck is healthy when I stay on the drug tip (stop Skits) I'm the one that run this Speed it up a little for the tongue twist You are never touching me I bet a couple hundred that you nothing raw And now it's time to go to war So let me blow the trumpet Aah shit, there goes the mosh pit Got 'em in a slide like they steppin' on dog shit Fucking with ya pride, call me Marcellus Wallace Long Kiss Goodnight, call me Christopher Wallace (what bitch?) You might call me crazy, I don't know why This guy is stuck in the '80s, Cobra Kai So when it's toe to toe, you gotta go below That's how I stole the show like I told you so We told you so, you better slow your roll Before we blow you all into (oblivion) You know the dope, and if you don't, you will 'Cause when you hear this flow You see (we killing 'em) You sold your soul and you a posing troll So turn that bullshit off, 'cause (We ain't feeling 'em) Dope D.O.D. forever Yeah, we wicked with the lyrics (Turned from amateur to pro) Ay yo, I don't care what y'all be doin', where y'all comin' from (from) I'm from underneath the bottom where the sewage run Yo who this dude? (Who), and why he got a gun? (Shit) Like John Wilkes Booth, nigga I'm the one I got a taste for the ruckus So I taste motherfuckers And they hate that I'm rugged Take your face and I fuck it (and I fuck it) Bitch, I'm baked and I love it Shove your babe in the oven I don't play when I'm bustin', no! Midsummer shit (yeah), ready for a trip (trip) Colors gettin' rich (woo), wrists gettin' slit (ya) Put 'em on the list (list), one for my bitch (bitch) 20 for my niggas (yah), and I want the rest I stand up for the freaks and the rejects With a couple keys tonight together, we relapse (rarr) With these hoes I'm gone blow my load Overdose, like I told you so We told you so you better slow your roll Before we blow you all into (oblivion) You know the dope, and if you don't, you will 'Cause when you hear this flow You see (we killing 'em) You sold your soul and you a posing troll So turn that bullshit off, 'cause (We ain't feeling 'em) Dope D.O.D. forever Yeah, we wicked with the lyrics (Turned from amateur to pro) When I bursted my first rap, the whole planet shifted When I bursted my first rap, the whole planet shifted The whole, the whole, the who-, the whole planet shifted Burst my fi-, my, when I burst my first rap (my first rap...) (The whole planet shifted)