Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mode, artist - PRhyme.
Date of issue: 23.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mode |
Yeah, fall in line to fall back |
Big L’s technique, Pun’s grammar |
Before the roof went in the trunk |
The ragtops sat back behind the head just like a gun hammer |
My sickness should remind you of Christmas |
'Cause I’m always coming down with something like a young Santa |
Understand there will be no rematch |
The kinda ass whooping you’ll only have to open up one can of |
(Nickel Nine the God) |
You ain’t rolling forward you’re rolling wrong |
Reaching out to gangstas to be gangsta you holding on |
I grab a hold of this 44 alone and let it go |
More than a 4 year old singing the frozen song |
I put this tec to your eclectic temple and wreck you with |
Then carve in your tombstone «Heavenly father he wasn’t ready |
To collide with with a force to be reckoned with» |
Do you boys know who you messing with? |
I’m wit, messing with niggas destiny shit Im from the midwest |
I stopped drinking so I can start policing the block |
Now I just cop smoke like pig breath |
Pac’s soul would come out if I died a big death |
Shoe connoisseur, who’s finer, your |
Bitch or my bitch? |
It don’t matter cause you with my ex |
The name of my ex inked on you, to me homie |
Extinct like a dinosaur, you can probably find me |
Spooning with a dime looking like |
Lucy Liu, or something to my broom |
Looking like a huge China drawer |
I’m a motherfucking walking hazard |
Find me in the bodying department |
When y’all rhyming if y’all don’t release, remind me |
Of Prodigy partner, y’all can have it |
I man up, lifted the can up |
Killed the killer who ran up scared |
When I was eight my daddy yelled down the basement steps |
You only gotta listen to me and the man upstairs |
'Cause I’m in motherfucking beast mode |
Beast mode, homie I’m in beast mode |
(Know who I am) beast mode |
Yeah, yeah, fuck a black, brown, yellow or white it’s about unity |
While the media tryna twist my words, feel the opportunity to ruin me |
Fuck 'em all, bitch, I’m still doing me |
It’s you and me on the record I’ll detect it like an infected nervous system |
I never miss, I murder my mission as the rendition I listen while my chain |
glisten |
I’mma get it like the world is ended dependent only if it’s intended defendin' |
my mind |
In the way I rhyme so I’m sending in |
The best of the best, no never the less I never digress I just keep it moving |
Finger fuck who ain’t on improving we finally grooving |
On the way no way to remove them |
We constantly improving yeah through rejuvenation |
I said juveniles run the nation come now fuck your occupation |
A revelation I’m facing, more secretive than a mason |
It look like we neck and neck but I’m far from adjacent |
I come so far from that basement |
They look at me and know I’m in beast mode |
Beast mode |
(Then it’s game time) beast mode |
(I'm a beast) I’m in beast mode |
(Know who I am) beast mode |
(I'm, I’m in the zone for realer) |
(Then it’s game time) beast mode |
(I'm a beast) I’m in beast mode |
(Know who I am) beast mode |