Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Two Up , by - JL. Song from the album Tech N9ne Presents DIBKIS, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.06.2017
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Two Up |
| I’m two up |
| Well ain’t that right |
| Well it would’ve back then, then you screwed up |
| Well ain’t that right |
| You should know that we were made for this |
| Well ain’t that right |
| The «how it going?», that the way it is |
| Are you in the game, check |
| Strange, check |
| Make the competition take a rain check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| This ain’t just for the fame, check |
| We don’t roll with no lames, check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| Ride with us or you ride against us |
| All real niggas in agreement |
| At a certain level of achievement |
| It get difficult for you to decipher who deviant |
| And who only wanna be around when it’s convenient |
| It would seem to me I’m succeeding or either seein' shit |
| Nothin' to better, to regret and nothin' to reason |
| Lost my mind, I lost a lot to stick the dreams, spend |
| A lot of my time tryin' to find what to lead the scenes with |
| Now that them up |
| When you’re workin' get your collatoral up |
| Prestige, esteem, position, my stature is up |
| Two brackets above them breaking but distracted enough |
| Don’t give half of a fuck, were fragile when the gavel is struck |
| By your maggot-bashin' too passionate, I’m 'bout to pull up |
| I’m too radical, flashes of dramatic capital |
| Cut out the lagger, never have me in black and actin' a nut |
| Say what you said again, you 'bout to do what? |
| Nigga I’m |
| I’m two up |
| Well ain’t that right |
| Well it would’ve back then, then you screwed up |
| Well ain’t that right |
| You should know that we were made for this |
| Well ain’t that right |
| The «how it going?», that the way it is |
| Are you in the game, check |
| Strange, check |
| Make the competition take a rain check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| This ain’t just for the fame, check |
| We don’t roll with no lames, check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| Ride with us or you ride against us |
| I been a ripper since I begun |
| I set out to demolish rappers, killing niggas for fun |
| So you know that my younger nigga J is a bigger gun |
| 50 caliber rip it outta ya wit' the flip of the tongue, we the ones |
| We the ichiban |
| I make the bitches wanna hit the Don |
| When I’m sickly I’m givin' the stiffy to ditzy blondes |
| Even thicky bronze never do want me wit' dickies on |
| Nigga, Pippi Longstockings was jocking the Jimmy John (Jimmy John’s haha) |
| Speaking of sandwiches I am famished, it can damage shit |
| Jam it 'til every fan of his vanishes in banishment |
| And I get manic with this on cannabis, no panic, its advantage is slammin' |
| amateurs plan ya bitch! |
| Soo Woo’s us (but) |
| Ain’t nobody trippin' and tryna shoot us |
| Wit' the Ruger, I’m not a loser |
| I’m Michael Myers, who the fuck is Jason and Krueger |
| Nigga |
| I’m two up |
| Well ain’t that right |
| Well it would’ve back then, then you screwed up |
| Well ain’t that right |
| You should know that we were made for this |
| Well ain’t that right |
| The «how it going?», that the way it is |
| Are you in the game, check |
| Strange, check |
| Make the competition take a rain check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| This ain’t just for the fame, check |
| We don’t roll with no lames, check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| This, check |
| Ride with us or you ride against us |