Lyrics God Bless Dope Rappers - Noah King, KXNG Crooked, Spokewheel

God Bless Dope Rappers

Ugh huh
Yeah
Ugh huh
Yeah
Watch out
I know how it’s supposed to go
But relax though
Yeah
Chwup
What’s it gon' be?
(Hey)
When the song going 'round like you don’t know
What’s it gon' be?
(Hey)
When the fire burning tires burning whee (Hey)
Going to play this game to the day that we die (Huh?)
Going to ride until we see the sunrise (Yeah, he-ey)
Watch out now
God- God-
God bless dope rappers
God bless dope rappers
Ugh
Off the head, let it begin
This is freestyle, I’m the no-ink-pen-kingpin
This is off the cuff, let it link in
That’s cufflink dog, let the bar sink in
Rappers falling off the deep end
You gon' be real or fake?
You need to make your mind
You’ve got a Gucci belt
You’ve got a Gucci watch
Now I truly understand why you’re wasting time
Me?
I’m grabbing the cash, baby
I’m rapping in packed stadiums
Spazzing, just ask Shady
And after that fact your lady
Is giving me mad cranium
And I never trust a hater
They devils like Tasmanians, man
Nah, they don’t want to play with the skill
Any rapper you name, I will kill
I’m flipping through the magazine
Just another lame with a deal
Tell me — you want the fake or the real?
Huh?
What’s it gon' be?
(Hey)
God bless dope rappers
When the song going 'round like you don’t know
What’s it gon' be?
(Hey)
God bless dope rappers
When the fire burning tires burnin' we (Hey)
God bless dope rappers
Going to play this game to the day that we die (Till we die!)
God bless dope rappers
Going to ride until we see the sunrise (Yeah, he-ey)
God bless dope rappers
Watch out now
God- God-
God bless dope rappers (Yeah)
God bless dope rappers (Yeah)
God bless dope rappers
That ain’t art you’re making, it don’t grab us (Nah!)
I’m from the streets, I roll with fo' sho' trappers
And they don’t sing like you, they tote clappers (Pow, pow!)
God damn, you’re making the same hits
You roll in the same whip you after the same chick
You talking the same shit
My perspective is record executives
Did plug your neck and injected the same chip in you
Controlling your mind so effortless
But I’d rather talk about my baby neck in this
Ass like a horse plus she’s fly
That’s why I call her Pegasus
After I hit it, where the breakfast is?
Daddy’s little girl
Some ride or die, some won’t
Some Erykah Badu, some Erykah Ba-Don't
I like them intelligent with that Erykah Badonk
Real nigga, fake nigga — whatchu' want?
Huh?
What’s it gon' be?
(What's it gon' be?) (Hey)
God bless dope rappers
When the song going 'round like you don’t know
What’s it gon' be?
(Hey)
Yeah, God bless dope rappers
When the fire burning tires burnin' we (Hey)
God bless dope rappers
Going to play this game to the day that we die (Huh?)
God bless dope rappers
Going to ride until we see the sunrise (Yeah, he-ey)
God bless dope rappers
Watch out now
God- God-
God bless dope rappers
God bless dope rappers
Yeah
It’s alright
You’re tuned in
You’re tuned in
Hahahahahahaha
Dope rapper
We had to switch it up, man
A glitch in The Matrix
You can go back to that wack shit now
Hahahahahahaha