Текст песни Marqus Clae - OX & BUNS

[Intro]
Yo-yo
Book bag
This shit gotta be in you, not on you, my nigga
True

[Verse 1]
Which motherfucker wanna ramp with me?
I'll leave your bloodclaat body lyin' flat on the street
Silly rabbit, take your cap, peel it backwards, back to back
Joe Pesci, flow deadly, roll the wood and pass the MAC
Since the earliest age, I had the burliest rage
My mama had me in the plug house with birds of the 'caine, boy
These niggas have changed, boy, the game is in shambles
All these Twitter bird words and fuckin' Instagram handles
Fuck it, let's travel back in time, beforе I found a knack to rhyme
When I would try to finish evеry sentence passin' signs on the freeway
Listenin' to Beanie and Freeway
Mentally replay these days, hopin' to regain sense of the past
Starin' through the lens of a glass
Five percent when I mash, flippin' through traffic
With linen fabric, sittin' stiff on my fashion
Get a glimpse of the MAC, got my pimpin' in tact, nigga

[Chorus]
Tell no man until it is done
Niggas throwin' salt on my shit before it begun, goddamn
Look at what that cheese make a nigga do, damn
Why they wanna stick me for residuals, damn
Tell no man until it is done
Niggas throwin' salt on my shit before it begun, goddamn
Look at what that cheese make a nigga do, damn
Why they wanna stick me for residuals, damn

[Verse 2]
C-L-A-E
Nigga, don't try to play me
But pay me 'cause half of you motherfuckers fugazi
I tried to keep it cordial and violence free, but I'm tired of these
Lyin' emcees who died to achieve minuscule winnings
That shit is embarrassin'
Me against the world is no comparison, my genetic barbarian, bitch
The show stopper has popped up to lock up the blocks and villages
Dodgin' cops and witnesses
Formin' plots with dilligence and executin' with ease
Makin' niggas wheeze like chronic pulmonary disease
I suggest that you take a breather
Before your people turn into grievers, makin' rappers into believers
Let's skip the bullshit, I'm not a matador
More like an ambassador to you bastards and amateurs
Who haven't matured
Set it off like Cleomenza, get your ass on the floor
I'm here to add up the score

[Chorus]
Tell no man until it is done
Niggas throwin' salt on my shit before it begun, goddamn (Goddamn)
Look at what that cheese make a nigga do, damn (Damn)
Why they wanna stick me for residuals, damn (Goddamn)
Tell no man until it is done (On God)
Niggas throwin' salt on my shit before it begun, goddamn (Goddamn)
Look at what that cheese make a nigga do, damn (Damn)
Why they wanna stick me for residuals, damn (Damn)