Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song W.A.Y.D, artist - Ocean Wisdom. Album song Chaos 93', in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
W.A.Y.D |
Oi! |
(Dirty Dike on the production) |
On the real, on the really |
They saying Wiz are you dumb? |
Are you dumb, are you dumb? |
Oi |
And I tell them |
Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?» |
Naw my G, I’m really smart |
Man can come with a gang-gang flow |
When the kick does kick |
You can hear the bars and like |
Tell them niggas just listen |
Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard |
Literally just dropped all my new bars |
Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |
Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?» |
Naw my G, I’m really smart |
Man can come with a gang-gang flow |
When the kick does kick |
You can hear the bars and like |
Tell them niggas just listen |
Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard |
Literally just dropped all my new bars |
Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |
Look man wanna chat about stats and that |
Its not that for you niggas in the back and that |
You got bars for a nigga that is whack and that |
I got P’s, saltfish, ack and that |
Its like act why you tryna act agg and that |
You catch case that my lap catch hacky sack |
Its not games for you bruddas tryna catch a cat |
I’m like Jerry in this bitch, can’t catch a rat |
It’s like Ooh you sweet |
You got the cordial in you |
I see em all lose sleep |
Tryna walk with the Wizzle |
And when I spit this heat |
I see the audience sizzle |
I take a ting backstage |
And give her meat in the middle |
She want meat in the middle |
I make her cum all the way |
She looking at me like she’s stuck in the rain |
I’ma slap it though |
And I ain’t even got the heart to complain |
Because the way she back it up is insane |
She make a brudda dumb! |
And back when I was formulating memories |
And exercising all my rights to war with all my enemies |
I had a lot of negativity producing energy surrounding me |
So I persistently produced the remedy |
Cro |
And all the mandem that I smoked it with |
The nerds to the mandem moving opiates |
Handy with the pokey ting |
Kong with the booky ting |
Puttnam with the smokey ting |
Mandem on the Wizzy ting |
Everybody noticing! |
Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?» |
Naw my G, I’m really smart |
Man can come with a gang-gang flow |
When the kick does kick |
You can hear the bars and like |
Tell them niggas just listen |
Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard |
Literally just dropped all my new bars |
Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |
Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?» |
Naw my G, I’m really smart |
Man can come with a gang-gang flow |
When the kick does kick |
You can hear the bars and like |
Tell them niggas just listen |
Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard |
Literally just dropped all my new bars |
Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |
And I tell them |
I want some P’s |
I want some P’s |
I want some P’s when I rap on the stage |
I got some flows |
I got some flows |
I got some flows you can have in exchange |
Know me as O |
Know me as O |
Know me as O when I rap in your face |
You don’t know me at all |
You don’t know me at all |
Better know me at all |
'fore you chat what you say |
See I’m already there |
Already there |
You ain’t ever getting there |
You ain’t anywhere |
Now a yat derriere on a semi there |
Soul died getting here, pouring henny there |
That’s outragous |
She out raving |
And she out fucking |
All them outpatients |
Without rubbers |
Like couch casing |
She caught something |
She downgraded |
My brudda |
How could I beat |
How could I beat |
How could I beat what is that on her face |
Trust me its peak |
Trust me its peak |
Trust me its peak |
Eyes open for days |
Saying Wiz are you dumb |
Wiz are you dumb |
Either you’re dumb Wiz |
Or either you’re brave |
Better open the door |
Better break through the roof |
Better show me the route |
Let me step in my suedes |
Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?» |
Naw my G, I’m really smart |
Man can come with a gang-gang flow |
When the kick does kick |
You can hear the bars and like |
Tell them niggas just listen |
Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard |
Literally just dropped all my new bars |
Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |
Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?» |
Naw my G, I’m really smart |
Man can come with a gang-gang flow |
When the kick does kick |
You can hear the bars and like |
Tell them niggas just listen |
Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard |
Literally just dropped all my new bars |
Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |