Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song True Indeed, artist - Busta Rhymes. Album song Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, The Conglomerate Entertainment
Song language: English
True Indeed |
Who can flow with me, just to let you know |
We keep coming back with more and more |
Hit the rest |
Yeah, you want round nigga? |
Yeah, check |
The mathematician let his rap expedition |
Mastered of the precision of the faster addition after you listen |
Smashin' a whip, I’m fast with the wisdom I give 'em |
I’m fluently speaking, who would be teaching jewels like science is hitting |
Look, I’m tired of kicking niggas head off, see now |
I’m tryna avoid from poppin' the lead off |
I saw you’re top and then jet off |
It’s time that I set off the heat like the trap is connected with the hook |
Quicker than fiber optics, I’m deeper than Michael’s pockets |
I’m equally microscopic, germicidal like an Ebola |
I already told you could suck up on my ecola (Ecola!) |
Hum |
Please feel free to join us in a smoking section because we want all the smoke |
in here! |
Colder than polar bear weather |
Know I’m chosen to clear em weather but not that ready I’m stoppin' shit every- |
Time as I’m redefinin' and mastermindin' and redesignin' the master architect, |
chemically combining genetically |
See-see-see, I’m readily sick to the pulp competitively |
The DNA of my blood Incredible Hulk and then I shock with a volt into like El |
Camino supply you with supplements like Amino’s |
You in trouble 'cause me and Primo finally got together |
Yes, we got a script for you to learn from |
Everybody get off when I shoot my sperm from |
None of you niggas ready if you still guessin' at getting |
I make a movie out of 'em, Tyler Perry |
See how they styled, I’m very wild, I’ll bury you niggas |
And I’m whippin' a Maserati and throwin' bread like confetti |
You know that we got it plenty |
Watch the movie while you still drivin' a Suzuki |
Chill and have manners when you be talkin' to me |
'Cause shit get spooky when I smoke a loosey |
Then I leave niggas dead and stinking, worse than dookie |
Haha, haha |
Hi, yeah we’re here to start now |