Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down the Court, artist - Denace. Album song The Final Chapter, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.12.2015
Record label: Denace
Song language: English
Down the Court |
Yeah, you know what, let’s show em |
Let’s show em who they fucking with man |
Right, hey-yo, sit down, and listen, yeah |
Sit back, relax, have yourself a big mac |
A big snack, a tick tack while I spit raps |
Give these kids whiplash when I rip fast |
I run on jet gas, give y’all jet lag |
You gonna get it, I’m a get there, ribbit till I’m a frog and jump |
Little midget, got a six inch, then I switch it |
To a samurai sword, dammit, I’m bored |
Handle my cord and strangle you and hang you to the back of my Ford |
Damn it why Lord am I traumatized from half that I endure? |
Must I grab an iron door, bend and break it like an iron board |
Show rappers I cannot afford to lose anything I rap my mind around for |
Bring the cameras on board to my basket ball court |
Don’t you dare come up short |
I’m Michael Jordan when it comes to hustling and busting on these shiny floors |
So let me show you what I got in store |
Dribble, dribble, dribble down the court |
Under my legs, over your head, round the back |
Dr. Jay we’ve got a problem, man |
Tell it how it is like Charlotte Main |
Fuck the world, I hate the world that I’m starring in |
I don’t care what kinda car you’re driving in |
Show me what you’re hiding in-side of that mind of yours |
Filled with cobwebs and Molly whores |
What you Hollywood, you probably poor |
Fuck out here with all that noise, I don’t wanna hear it |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
This ain’t a joke, it’s not a game |
You here to play, I’m not playing |
This is what I live day to day |
Hater you can hate it but I’m here to stay till I make a mill a day |
I’m a kill my play till I’m old and grey |
I’m a drill oil rigs till the oil spray and get my royal pay |
Too much shit I overcame for me to turn around and say |
That I can’t go any further, any further, I’m a fall and break |
You’ll know my name by the end of this |
I don’t need a friend or bitch to reach what I said to get |
Too much ignorance, too much hate in this bitch |
And I love it when I piss you off, it gets me off, it turns me on |
To hit it raw, big and small |
I’m still tearing everything inside you into shreds and y’all Better bet em all |
that you wanna be |
Who can rip a flow on and off a beat |
And make it so sick, you choke, when you go to speak |
You think damn it sound like Slim but yet it’s so unique |
I got fans globally, showing me |
To people till the whole universe know it’s me |
I got labels that didn’t notice me before |
Calling for a meeting, now annoying me |
Cause my buzz is getting larger than a hoard of bees |
But I move accordingly to destroy emcees, bitch |
If I couldn’t join em, I’d learn how to beat em |
If I couldn’t drink the blood, I’d learn how to eat em |
I’m a cannibal with animal instincts |
I never gave up no matter what shit brings and it seems |
That I’m gradually building myself into this dragon |
That’s actually melting campfires and empires |
That’s full of landmines, you step on my toe, you better check your pants size |
Cause you’re fucking with a dick bigger than your damn thighs |
You’re fucking with me boy, you’re tongue tied |
How’s my dick taste, yeah, it’s hard to come by |
I gotta finish this, I let the time run by |
Gotta say my peace, gotta go so buh-bye |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |
Dribble, dribble |
Dribble down the court, swish |