Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DYFYANT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Austin Bueger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donnell Irving Carson
Producer
Lyrics
Don't play with my dick or my conscious
My bitch
My whip
Braless
My **** in state or colleges
Hoes politics
'Tween **** gettin dis cheedar
Ash on yo thighs
Fuck all dat talkin bitch
Sit-cho ass
Right on this leather
Now baby let's burn through this paper
A parliament
Fo' yo **** wanna call again
Red dot onna ****
Record backshots
Know you gon hit replay when you miss a ****
I remember it was
Three skinny ****
Knee to knee
Tried da sleep
Onna blue suede couch of Melissa's apartment
Rode da Bart tracks
Nigel got his weight up
Cigarette smoke stuck to my taper
Rhyming was da passion
Telegraph got my heart
Sleep frat to frat
White hoes asked where da **** at
Bitch be cool wit that
Kept shit pushin
Four flats
With yo flapjacks
Pinky and the Brain
Wit da homie LiLi
At a Popeyes
Talm' bout no matter a **** roam
Long as the path is clear
I got you my ****
A hoes best story
Is when they get you outta character
Now a **** coolin
Witta a red bone
Hair color two tones
Got her in a brown thong
Gawd damn
My love
That's baby
Need a lil me
Dat ain't turned shady
A run on sentence
For the cuddy
No Menstrual
Can't help da anger in my heart
When dem mark ass **** popped my homie
Then hit witta mistrial
Now a childs bedroom
Turned to a memorial
Already know how **** gon act
Minstrel
I can hear trumpets no harp
See da strings get pulled in da courtroom
Geppeto
Musical chairs
Propositions
Dance onna family graves
Shake ass
For da cash
Don't need stilettos
Never been in love but it all love tho
Then not
Too long
My pops
He asked me
As a veteran
Who killed a man
Can he get to make it up to heaven
What it mean
Not being like anyone
But da person you confide
Who hurts someone unprovoked
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Only way out through/
It takes time
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Wasn't raised no bitch
Go head
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Times up
Ghetto birds
In my area
Feel like you don't hear us
Say more than needed
Shit fair enough
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Only way out through
It takes time
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Wasn't raised no bitch
Go head
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Liquor endurance
Chase endorphins
Until a **** invoice
Heard
Like its outdo
See da homies 'hind Xan bars
Prior conviction
See no Evil
Hear no evil
When I shake da hands of deez burnt faces
They wonder how the **** in da room
Trading places
City of pride and purpose
Lurkin wit enough cops
Da Choppa it stay spinnin
Apocalypse Now
On da blade Razor sharp corners
cut da roof of mouth
Always on lone wolf shit
Blood on my fingers
Black Billy Loomis
Is it fear
Outta of love
When I'm asked
Why I'm doin this?
If da magazine fit
Every rounds for da targeted
When my dog
Taught me how to shoot
Free throws
Still miss those days
Had our first pea shooter
Down to make a ****
Eat his vegetables
Said he ain't addicted
Sleepin wit bitch fidgeting
K'nuckles with da syrup
No way of coming down
Brain splatter to da ceiling
His thought are mine now
Take you back
Rock'em Sock'em on the lawn
Fried chicken Mondays
Can Jeremy come out and play
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Only way out through/
It takes time
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Wasn't raised no bitch
Go head
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Times up
Ghetto birds
In my area
Feel like you don't hear us
Say more than needed
Shit fair enough
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Only way out through
It takes time
It's on
Then it's on
Eye for a eye
Wasn't raised no bitch
Go head
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Written by: Jeremy Austin Bueger
