Waiting Whispers
Lyrics
Yeah I'm sick in the head
Got the hacksaw with him gonna rip him to shreds
Got their heads in the duffel bag
Other half get stuff in the box
Get locked from that bubble wrap
Some thrashing some of them not dead
The goddamn venom gonna get them but not yet
When I say hit them, I mean hit him a lot man
But goddamn how are you gonna do it with gods hands
God said it was inevitable
Y'all could've come with him but now heaven is full
Hustle motherfuckers that's what hustlers do
Cut through all the Kaka gets to the Rara
Papa gonna fend for the mama
Motherfucker shhh maybe get the baba
That's my little girl worlds going to stop now
Don't want my daughter saying, pop's too hostile
Waiting
Waiting
What you doing with that money count
Divide it two ways half let a nigga bounce
No doubt let it be known as on
Out of sight, through the night all alone
No whisper in the streets
Who's that
Dolo body
Bad bitches keep me safe, keep it crazy like Gaddafi
Killer Kong Komplete Kontrol of a song
Who you going to battle if the best is done
Who will help the moon if you kill the sun
And tell the story how the West was won
Hell Nah, I keep a clip for the klepto's
Spit on Mixtapes smuggle through the metro
Let's go retro, hit a roadblock
Hit a hell hold niggas call it hard knocks
Times up
See I'm running out of patience
Back in the bushes with the blade best believe I'll be
Waiting
Waiting
Got dammit I'm hammered I'm getting lit up
Hostile voice in my head saying to get up
Hit up that snow pile, oh wow
This motherfucker is nuts he's so foul
No doubt, dudes crooked just look at him
Cops took him out his car
Said lookit, I'm booking him
God cook him in a hot pot
Got nothing in this rap game, could've been better
But never got shot
Got nothing to lose, nothing the gain to
Came to running game with the same crew
Can't do what I did when I did it before
I hate him more then the days that I hated them all
Chainsaws ain't ripping your flesh right
This mic's rippin' through your head in the next light
And that's like waiting for a present you never expect
Dead Ex bitch, I send it you better except
Waiting
Waiting
Yeah I'm sick in the head
Got the hacksaw with him gonna rip him to shreds
Got their heads in the duffel bag
Other half get stuff in the box
Get locked from that bubble wrap
Some thrashing some of them not dead
The goddamn venom gonna get them but not yet
When I say hit them, I mean hit him a lot man
But goddamn how are you gonna do it with gods hands
God said it was inevitable
Y'all could've come with him but now heaven is full
Hustle motherfuckers that's what hustlers do
Cut through all the Kaka gets to the Rara
Papa gonna fend for the mama
Motherfucker shhh maybe get the baba
That's my little girl worlds going to stop now
Don't want my daughter saying, pop's too hostile
Waiting
Waiting
What you doing with that money count
Divide it two ways half let a nigga bounce
No doubt let it be known as on
Out of sight, through the night all alone
No whisper in the streets
Who's that
Dolo body
Bad bitches keep me safe, keep it crazy like Gaddafi
Killer Kong Komplete Kontrol of a song
Who you going to battle if the best is done
Who will help the moon if you kill the sun
And tell the story how the West was won
Hell Nah, I keep a clip for the klepto's
Spit on Mixtapes smuggle through the metro
Let's go retro, hit a roadblock
Hit a hell hold niggas call it hard knocks
Times up
See I'm running out of patience
Back in the bushes with the blade best believe I'll be
Waiting
Waiting
Got dammit I'm hammered I'm getting lit up
Hostile voice in my head saying to get up
Hit up that snow pile, oh wow
This motherfucker is nuts he's so foul
No doubt, dudes crooked just look at him
Cops took him out his car
Said lookit, I'm booking him
God cook him in a hot pot
Got nothing in this rap game, could've been better
But never got shot
Got nothing to lose, nothing the gain to
Came to running game with the same crew
Can't do what I did when I did it before
I hate him more then the days that I hated them all
Chainsaws ain't ripping your flesh right
This mic's rippin' through your head in the next light
And that's like waiting for a present you never expect
Dead Ex bitch, I send it you better except
Waiting
Waiting
Writer(s): Theosious Fuqua
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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