Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Rest My Case, artist - Dame D.O.L.L.A.. Album song Big D.O.L.L.A., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Front Page
Song language: English
I Rest My Case |
We got Shannon Sharpe and Skip Bayless and all these sports people talkin' bout |
championships, and basketball this |
This is rap |
Y’all out y’all’s jurisdiction and you can’t save 'em |
He easy working, he know it but fans ride you |
I know you know when niggas really love you, they’ll lie too |
And it hit different when pressure really apply fool |
Goofy cutting checks and his BM sponsor is side dues |
I could walk away and not lose a second of sleep |
Run up on a wolf 'cause I got the texture of sheep |
Classy with my bullshit, I professor a lesson in beef |
Paying cats to write, is decease a pay for relief? |
You’s a clout chaser, even after all the success |
Fake love on the camera, he capping all at the desk |
Ghost writers on deck, checker boards, no chess |
Hailing from the land of the muscle cars, no flex |
You not a rapper, you comedy, commentary, and actor |
Feed 'em with a slingshot, you better call the pastor |
David and Goliath, your stature’s a non-factor |
Friends really love you, they scatter and contact you like |
«Shaq just let it be 'cause no weapons gon' ever prosper |
Remember you’re a cop with endorsements and you’re a doctor» |
I’ma get the tommy and do the diesel like proctor |
And your weight rising, you might get sneaked at the opera |
You awkward, I know you got habits to cover bases |
Head up in the clouds but his rumble is in the basement |
Tell the world prepare for a harder fall on the pavement |
Then I put you under, today I’m working the grave shift |
Raised real solid, I’m DOLLA but not for dollar sign |
Only Dame you beat was 2000 and that was Stoudemire |
Music to my ears when a phony or any coward try |
Cut out all the lights on this oldie, I’m like the power guy |
I think your pen kinda sketchy, you should’ve left me |
Sensitive, I almost confused you with Lisa Leslie |
How you swing on Chuck and then try and go be his bestie? |
Love them mosh pits full of men, you be looking zesty |
What you thought, 'cause you popular, shit was sweet? |
We spot insecurities far away in the East |
I don’t wanna hear it, don’t bargain with me for peace |
'Cause we gon' shoot it out 'til you bow and just never speak |
I mean it, I’m not the one, I don’t care about what you did |
What you done lately? |
Don’t tell me 'bout what was then |
When you was in your prime getting faded off fifths of Hen' |
I was rocking Js in my pop’s Mercedes Benz |
Uh, so basically all that money not gon' impress me |
I been on the thinnest of ice and turned into Gretzky |
Even if you cut me a check, you could never check me |
This a epic moment in sports, I need a ESPY |
I know you only competing for some attention |
You was hot then, but today, you honorable mention |
All your closest folks need to come with an intervention |
The General commercial’s a little over-extended |
Cut it short man, this really ain’t worth your legacy |
Rather get embarrassed instead of live with the jealousy |
The game moved on, you was gone, she’s no Penelope |
You play with GP and B. Shaw, you know the pedigree |
A wise men said «A clown gon' always perform» |
Rather stay in character 'stead of weather the storm |
You can call me Damian 'cause my supremacy’s born |
Told me sex myself, stay away from the porn |
I done talked music with Jada, Juvie and Weezy |
Pusha T, Common and Jesus with me like Yeezy |
Budden podcast and do special olympics with Stevie |
No wonder you feel a way, and I fuck with G-Eazy |
Jamie Foxx, 2 Chainz, I really rock with the dopest |
I was in the stu' all night with Marsha Ambrosius |
You gon' say you always had it rocking like a boulder |
The real original was yelling «No Limit Soldier!» |