Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suckseed (Intro 2), artist - Tech N9ne.
Date of issue: 16.04.2020
Song language: English
Suckseed (Intro 2) |
I just can’t fail |
I figured, hell, why not |
Be what I’m supposed to be? |
And then if you can’t tell when you listen closely |
They suck |
I mean they just suck seed |
I love it, glasses and asses up |
I love it, yeah, we get the bag for what? |
Look at me, look at me, woah, what the fuck? |
Look at me, look at me, nigga, I’m rich forever (Okay) |
You get to suck seed |
You can suck it, I make 'em puke in buckets |
Producin' ruckus, who can touch it? |
He fake and losin' ducats, I’m scoopin' up |
But identical, I will never be, pinnacle, I’m ahead of ye |
Never begin a flow, at minimal, I incredibly rock that |
Sit your ass down |
Away from the massacre, they gonna laugh at you |
Come with the fuckery, A. Yates gonna blast at the |
Naysayers yappin', the K comin' after ya |
I’m in a battle with enemies and I’ma kick up the energy |
With the divinity, nobody malicious can limit me |
I locked rap, back in the day the city where chops at |
Shocked at some of 'em saying I ain’t the top cat, stop that |
With your wack sound |
They know if they trippin', I’ma come with enough B’s |
To hit 'em with the stingers, they do nothin' but just bleed |
But for now I’ma stunt on them and tell 'em to suck seed |
Oh, tell me how to fail |
When you look at all I’ve got |
And what’s in front of me |
And then if you can’t tell when you’re looking at me |
I buss for fun while they suck seed |
I love it, glasses and asses up |
I love it, yeah, we get the bag for what? |
Look at me, look at me, what the fuck? |
Look at me, look at me, nigga, I’m rich forever (Okay) |
You get to suck seed |
Like Monica with a stain on her blouse |
My cock got the moniker, bitches keep my name in their mouth |
I’m a thermometer, you can’t monitor with JVC |
While I just lay on the couch and she suck it like it’s Tang in the pouch |
I’ma get to bussin' like a AA-12 do |
Having fun with the bullet, get it? |
I’m playing around |
You ain’t safe 'cause I’ll knock out bodies in the safe, not a sound |
It goes up, even when I piss, I don’t aim at the ground |
Niggas be thinking they better but never could buss at the kings |
Steady be rappin' and cappin' just like the gunpowder thing |
Niggas don’t want smoke, I do like when you run out of trees |
Takin' flight on you niggas just like I jumped out a swing |
All them suckers by you, they can’t help you |
I stage dive with guns, I jump out and squeeze |
Haters treat success like it’s a one hour deed to succeed |
Never, but here’s a bag of sunflower seeds, little nigga |
Oh, I don’t know how to fail |
I’ve never not been hot |
Look what you’ve done to me |
And then if you can’t tell when you’re close to me |
I’m what you’d be if you didn’t suck seed |