Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Joke, artist - Blaq Poet. Album song E.B.K., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.09.2012
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
No Joke |
| It’s Blaq Po' I’m on a killing spree |
| Y’all niggas gonna remember me |
| Warlord, hardcore, goin' down in history |
| Nigga ain’t no mystery |
| The .44 guarantees a flawless victory |
| Y’all niggas ain’t shit to me |
| I got the skills to lyrically crush you |
| I got them things that reach out and touch you |
| Viciously fuck you up, something horrible |
| Let Lil Wayne and T-Pain keep playing in the carnival |
| While I rebuild this rap shit from scratch, kid |
| I got the Blaqprint, this shit is like crack, kid |
| I make you want it more |
| Got you searching on the floor |
| Got you climbing up the walls |
| Who hears? |
| Who ball? |
| Nobody coming harder than me |
| Every day, getting more harder to see |
| Follow a G |
| Cus I’m parting the sea |
| Who want drama with me? |
| You might aswell point the llama at your college squeeze |
| This shit ain’t no joke |
| This shit is pure dope |
| Be easy, young blood |
| Careful, young folk |
| It’s getting rough now |
| Niggas all hush now |
| Tiptoeing around |
| Trying not to get shook down |
| The more bars I spit the more barbaric it get |
| The more blood drip, flooding the public |
| My niggas hugging the strip, this for yall niggas |
| Get that money, watch them unmarked cars niggas |
| And for the rest of you lames just pay attention |
| My name is in flames, stop your complaining and bitching |
| I’m murdering main competition trigger finger itching |
| I’m so ill it’s sickening, like E pills and mixing |
| Who ever wanted? |
| What, what? |
| I’m still on it, still |
| Red eye blunted, still keep it 100 |
| Rip the book bag off you backpackers |
| And smack the shit outta all you whack rappers |
| I got screwy-Louie, cave-milly running through me |
| I’m possessed by all the Queensbridge fallen goonies |
| It’s about to get ten times worse |
| Got the haze for my head, and the henny for my thirst |
| I won’t stop until the end of my days |
| I’m like double your age in a rage running craz' |
| «I told y’all little niggas, don’t fuck with me but you wanna fuck with a nigga, |
| right? |
| I tried to be a good motherfucking nigga but I can’t be because little |
| bitch ass niggas wanna fuck with me. |
| You want to fuck with a nigga, right? |
| You want a nigga who got two stripes on him to go to jail for life!» |