Lyrics Isis 2.0 - Durrty Goodz

Isis 2.0

All these industry niggas a kissing ass
I know the circle a niggas I piss em off
It’s looking like I be getting the last laugh
Now where’s all my grime niggas at spitting them bars
Ca I ain’t playing on riddim I hit em hard
Mans killin em wid it u see mi dawg
Everybody wanna be up in the chart
But me I just worried about what’s fucking the dance
Shame on all you niggas for thinking that your the realest when really none a
you ain’t putting a lyrics in a flow
Shame on a everyone a you for thinking that I was only gonna be local now you
know I’m internationally known
How you gonna under estimate a nigga from the ghetto when I be showing the
levels they don’t wanna show
Nobodies stepping up to the plate so its time that we separate the likkle mic
men dem from the goats
Mi sit pun top a di beat an strap mi lyrics
Like a bullet when mi shat it mi will tun yuh in a duppy in a ghost
None a dem man na ready fi when London man a shell it
This is Durrty Goodz out a the east coast
I don’t really wanna afi brag an boast but nobody’s fucking with my flows let’s
toast
There’s a couple a names out a the U. S but If you’re talking in a di UK
nobodies coming close
You can put their name on a list I put a flame to em quick
Thats how it is when ya raised in the bits
When ya paving the way an staying in ya lane
But yet enemies are praying that your career hasn’t blown
All ya trying a do is mek a money so you can provide a better way of living for
you an yours in ya home
An all they want fi do is just watch you an su su su su su su natty can’t live
in a tenement zone
Every day of my life’s a different kinda struggle I’m just letting em know my
pillow was a rock stone
Now all I wanna do is just be showing these muthafuckas that I’m bababad
babababad to the bone
So if u ain’t really gonna be killing this shit til we’re feeling this shit
then I suggest that you leave it alone
The devil don’t even want it with this kinda fire I just let him know that His
Majesty is sitted on the throne
They tell me I can go with the best an roll with the best I’m flowing till
there’s nobody left just blowing my sess
U feel it like a hole in your chest an hope for the best
U shoulda been rolling with a vest
U wanted to know u wanted to test
So I blew his brains out all over the press
I’m known in the west I’m known in the north I’m known in the south
An you don’t wanna come over the east running ya mouth
Bowwww man av got a different kinda faculty
Bowwww step back or end up as a casualty
Bowwww I lit it up like the big apple be man have blessed the place like London
is Nazareth
Bowwww there’s too much style for your analysis
Bowwww like when you greet king selassie I
Bowwww sending that out to the antagonist tell me how you niggas wanna hate me
now
That’s what up man a got the whole place up
Man a took a couple years out of the scene around and fuck the whole place up
Now man are like what he’s nuts
Yo this nigga got guts
Man a took a couple years out of the scene come around and fuck the whole place
up
I’m sound killing these sound man dem are ready
Keep me affiliated with those that’s hot headed
I’m not breddin I’m just ready fi defend anything coming in the endz it’s my
territory
Show me the top 5 in the world I ain’t worried
When I’m letting the flows off yours are expired
I’m in a the championship league it’s on fire
An the truths in the scriptures word to Jeremiah
Wo' all these spittaz be claiming they be the wickedest it’s getting ridiculous
I be shitting on these rapers like wo
Every man an he’s granny getting nominated for Grammy where’s ya manners for
daddy o u can tell a manz home O
You been telling em you baddest you gotta be mad are you better then me when I
be in the studio no
How you trying a run with all this gas
All u lot been getting cash an your afraid to clash so bo bo
Like I’m in a kilaman jaro show
U don’t wanna be the target bro
Don’t duck an let the bullet hit ya mum in the throat
If I catch you coming out a Walmart an let it go
Bang like a four five or a three fifty seven magnum
I hold the mic like it’s a hand gun
An some any where I go di gyal tel mi seh I’m handsome an that I’m killing it
on the dam drum
Random outa nowhere I’m holding the game for ransom
Now their knowing my name where I’m from an where I’m at
I don’t a need no pat on back when I’m feeling like I’m up the booth with my
strap
Rat tat tat tat ta ta ta ta ta ta tat
All you man have been cating off a my styles give it back
When I was on sound killin u wasn’t ina dat I was flowin like this on gimme dat
Now I’m running it ina di place an I’m running up on your boss
An I’m running it on the stage an I’m running it in a di dance
Let me teach you U ain’t running up in a my class
If a sound boy try test I’ll just run up in him an blast
Bare face no mask don’t ask
All that unoriginal shit it won’t pass
Ca man a badder than Kartels clarks
A dead blood clart is a dead bomba ahhh
Yeh man a got the whole place up
Man a took a couple years out of the scene come around an fuck the whole place
up
Now man are like what he’s nuts
Yo this nigga got guts
Man a took a couple years out of the scene come around an fuck the whole place
up