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Tyson
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Tyson was released on May 5, 2019 by Southern Royalty Entertainment as a part of the album Throwedavelli - Single
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Release DateMay 5, 2019
LabelSouthern Royalty Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM60

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Throwed Ese
Throwed Ese
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jose Manuel Valles
Jose Manuel Valles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Jackson
Ryan Jackson
Producer

Lyrics

I'm the most brutal and vicious and most
Ruthless champion there's ever been
There's no one can stop me
Lynx is a conqueror, no, I'm Alexander, he's no Alexander
I'm the best ever, there's never been anybody as ruthless
I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey, there's no one like me
I'm from their cloth, there's no one that can match me
I'm tired of **** still sleepin' on Thowed
I'm loadin' the gang up and hittin' the road
Just talk to the plug, said he sendin' a load
I told him it's gone, then send me some more
We comin' for gold and goin' for platinum
I'm tellin' my truth and however it happen
Get call from SL and he told me keep snappin'
The difference between us is you **** rappin'
I'm pushin' a foreign, the dash in it digital
Bought a few features, them records was pivotal
**** be hatin', they really look pitiful
Not your opinion, this shit about principle
Lit off the gas, rollin' straight out the P
Li-li-live from the trap, dawg, my kids gotta eat
Ru-ru-runnin' this bitch and the nina gon' speak
And the chopper gon' follow, ain't talkin' no tweet
I graduated from touchin' the work
My bitch be clutchin' that thing in her purse
These **** be snakes and these hoes is disloyal
And I cannot tell you which one of 'em worse
Stayin' consistent, bitch, like it or not
I'm scrapin' the bottom of every pot
Ain't doin' no frontin', bitch, come with that guap
Hate it or love it, hold Thowed at the top
I-I-I got the gas, I'm there like a shell
Post office hustle, yeah, I get the mail
Burnin' the L, stress in the air
We don't compare, I'm climbin' like stairs
Motherfuck fair, that ain't what it's 'bout
Hand me my cards, I'ma figure it out
Just give me the money and keep all the clout
I really just want me a load through the drought
I been hustlin' so hard, now the verse cost a brick
Your BM be callin' me daddy like Trick
She got a fat ass, I swear the bitch thick
I can only imagine how she ride the dick
Shark gang medallion, bitch, wet like it's rainin'
Hottest Latino in Texas, they hate it
Ain't got a lot, but I definitely got patience
I'm worth an M, don't you have me debatin'
Swimmin' with sharks, vacation on islands
Pretty lil' brown skin, I know that you vibin'
Sometimes I'd rather just sit back in silence
'Cause you **** woofin' and obviously lyin'
Twistin' the leaf, that bitch potent and medical
I get too hot and my attitude terrible
Hundred pick play, I slip up, this shit federal
All about green, I been stackin' these vegetables
Don't hit my line 'less you talkin' them huncho
You cannot hang with me, feelin' like Rondo
I'm tryna cop me a Murciélago
Ain't talkin' no drums when I say we keep bongo
Bad bitch be trappin', she keep her a pack
She on that dumb shit and quick to react
Got her own business and keep her a sack
And if I ever fall off, then she got my back
Can't tell me you real, bitch, you gotta show me
Ninety percent of these rap **** police
I'm comin' for every penny you owe me
If that shit don't lock up, I'll buy back the whole thing
Stupid as fuck you think I need your feature
Cool on them Perkies, ain't judgin' you neither
Sometimes be lettin' shit be like a beatle
I'd rather get straight to the point like a needle
Thowedaveli, what's up?
Written by: Jose Manuel Valles
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