SUBMIT LYRICS
Top 100
Album releases
artists
Community
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Correction Lyrics
Burning Bush
by
GRIP
Back
Lyrics
Chip on my shoulder the size of a brick or boulder I knew I had the drawback when I was whippin' Corolla I'm still the same n***a even if I dip in the Rover Told the pistol eating a ten-piece chicken sippin' a soda Listenin' to Hova Practice the method Told ya'll I'll be back in a second All you n***as did was slack and act reckless Get a snatched necklace doin' a whack setlist I thought you knew the name of the game was deck[?] n***a rap's Tetris Check the technique I spaz like tetanus And make a believer out of a skeptic in seconds Him don't write raps, him sketchin' The pressure, the pain you can see it I'm etchin' my name in the cement Hangin' with heathens that aim it and squeeze it This ain't for the squeamish Had the atheist changin' his thesis, prayin' to Jesus This for all the doors that slammed in my face Famine, debt, a deficit that I plan to erase They always said I'd land in the can with a case Now I got fans in Japan that jam to my tapes It's been bananas in the land of the apes I was a little n***a with a full grown man on my waist I saw a chance so I took it I saw a twelve so I booked it I hope like hell they wasn't lookin' I hid the burner from my mama in the bushes I hid the burner from my mama.. I saw a chance so I took it I saw a twelve so I booked it Hoped like hell they wasn't lookin' I hid the burner from my mama in the bushes I hid the burner from my mama in the bushes (hold up) Chip on my shoulder, the ones (this kinda one right here) We had to steal out of Kroger My life a trip n***a, Oprah I hung with babies with rabies We pullin' clips from the stroller I took a sip of the soda and went into a coma (wake the f**k up n***a) Cynical loner, bit of a stoner Writin' riddles that illustrate how my n***as live on the corner I got a lead with a shooter when I pull out my home They thought that he needed Google way he pull up the chrome It was bullet holes in my hoodie Mama I can explain My brother lookin' for victims for trauma I can exchange Shootin' in the woods that's how we work on our aim It was spooky in the hood We write these words to escape Baseheads walking through [?] offerin' they head all for a paycheck Talkin' a lick that's my language Talkin' a brick wall's tryin' to talk us out of takin' off with yo sh*t I saw a chance so I took it I saw a twelve so I booked it I hope like hell they wasn't lookin' I hid the burner from my mama in the bushes I hid the burner from my mama.. I saw a chance so I took it I saw a twelve so I booked it Hoped like hell they wasn't lookin' I hid the burner from my mama in the bushes I hid the burner from my mama in the bushes (hold up)
music video
Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.
Submit
Modal title
×
Insert media
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Remember me
Lost password
Sign in
Register