Hit The Fan

[Verse 1:]
Hey yow static i got to take them off in here man
Was only one and that's me
You yall niggers old style is choked
Feel like a fraud dog i ain't coverage ya’ll a joke
The coward and puff give it to how you
How ever you decide to you is a suicide
Got my hammers and proof his time
Homie my troops arrive
Fuck banging on the losing side
Bow bow herbs you our niggers are cowards
Don't really want none of that cowards
No you clap your brothers for a couple G’s son but
But you would never get copper for your freedom
Asked in cats and if i have them gasping and that's a fact
But they think i hacked the class
Si if i do shoot you know i’m going for those blue suits
Aiming at his bluetooth betting i can screw loose
But if it hit a fan i will let you get you man
Click and jam hitting you all the way to japan
They trying to hit the can

[Chorus:]
Easy the shit hit the fan a day
And the truth they scared to say
Yes i will baby i will

[Verse 2:]
Ey yo i got big balls
Miley Cyrus can swing like a wrecking ball
Don't you say huge i need to soak up an empty song
Don't you forget to past ‘do something to me
Better be deft and false ain't going to flush this off
Fuck fame nigga this is jamol
For the love for easy money these niggers thi its just a song
Before the dry call it was a crack spot
Me and my home team on a black lack
Holding head of slinging in the building
We fucked up a bundle of doe
We about to beat his ass to a pulp
A mid eightys baby
Let me remind niggers we were right through the nineties crazy
Like the tsm 9 niggers
So when i’m spit it's straight from the heart
Niggers scoop it up frame it play with its art
When i can't get this much understand me son
Rock my tims undone you don't blame any one

[Chorus:]
But this shit hit a fan again
And the truth they scared to say
Yes i will yes i will baby