Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Own Thing, artist - 360. Date of issue: 20.05.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Own Thing |
| It’s a must that I kill, every verse and every song |
| That I’m on, set the stage to a blaze when I perform |
| Why should I conform? |
| Just to get the dollars? |
| Give you the cold shoulder cuz I’m knowin im the hottest |
| When I spit its global warming, somebody shoulda warned him |
| Neck coulder than a coach with gatorade poured on him |
| I’m raw like a half a ki, you a daiquiri |
| FOCUS ON BEING A BETTER YOU AND NOT A WACKER ME! |
| I’m blessed to be in the ballot, amounsgt the rappers with talent |
| We The Best without a co-sign from Khaled; |
| WE GO HARD! |
| But believe me it’s not a challenege |
| We toss dollars while yall toss salads |
| Welcome to my palace victory I taste it on my pallet |
| Go sporadtic like an addict off of crack, pills, and acid |
| In a timely fashion heres a classic, 360 chronicals |
| You a bastard im your biological son! |
| We don’t play by the rules, we do our own thing |
| And when we get in the zone we just go and sing, OH!!! |
| You know I rock, And I’m gone do my thing |
| Regardless of the hate, that yall niggas bring |
| Even they gang bangin is fake, to me they no threat |
| They like the stones on my neck, all invisible sets |
| From what I heard you get ridiculed, we get rid of fools |
| Niggas knew, I was lyrical, since my umbilical, got cut |
| You know wassup, even in times it’s biblical |
| I told Noah I got 2 hoes, and you should get few |
| When I start it’s like the arch, double my residuals |
| When I’m finished with the business baby I get into you |
| Right now it’s the booth, shows, and these interviews |
| No more running from the cops, scuffin up my tennis shoes |
| See I couldn’t get into this, cuz I had to finish that |
| Both feet in, No half steppin with it Jack |
| Big Kane taught me that, cocaine brought me stacks |
| Mules board planes, with whole things on they back |
| It’s big chains when I rap, swear to God im lovin it |
| I ain’t gotta buy it, I just do it for the fuck of it |
| I give respect to the the OG’s, not them old niggas that once had it |
| Got caught then ratted… Bong…Bong |
| Thats it, niggas laughin… brrrrrrr…automatic block scattered |
| Stop traffic, drape fabric, closed caskets |
| Stiff bastards and passin gift baskets |
| Shits drastic but yet necessary |
| You black out you gone quicker than February |
| Thought I told ya, coaches put me in the game and its over |
| Shit im similar to Kobe im a closer |
| Plus I whip that white girl, that coca |
| Make a smoker, lose weight like Al Rocker |
| Don’t be mad if you been here for years |
| And it seems like I just appeared and persevered |
| Over my peers, over some old niggas, and I did it by myself |
| I don’t owe niggas, I show niggas! |