The Joker Lyrics Blow Ya Back Out

Why so serious? You are now listening to the coldest nigga period coldest nigga period, coldest nigga period You are now listening to the coldest nigga period [X2. I'm the coldest ever done it, I am trully If these haters had a chance to live my life, then they would do it But the only thing in life that is for certain is a casket So all I do is smoke, I thing I blew my head gasket They make shoot a party song, shoot a video or too Then watch they numbers fall like the wrong jiggamoo So I'm sticking to the code got all the real niggas cheering I wake up getting blunted call it morning rockateering And haters never heard, so we just shoot 'em birds And drop the hardest shit so listen to my terds Please just listen to my words, hear the messages within Oh no I don't gas them up, it's like my fans are hybrid Never catch my eyelids it's because I grind more That's why you can't see me, li-li-like the ocean floor Mississippi in the door, feeling like the last hope Tell them why so serious? I know it's 'cause you're broke.

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Shit, and this shit right here I'm so vulgar - I'm sendin' niggas straight back to their maker Broke, with a PlayStation for a CD player, see me player? I dont even play that shit I just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my shit Yall got a bible? Well pray in that shit While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then come to rip ya [NuChild] This be the realest shit I ever wrote Gun up in your mouth, hands around your throat Choke nigga choke, I'm dope Roll me up and smoke, on contact Niggas react, and play me back For doe, I'll murder ever nigga not on this track I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he teflon The best on, be the next nigga get stepped on A sick dude, type to ask God "You wanna battle? Never even walked through a junk yard I thump hard Make a nigga yell for crew quick A true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick Too rich, is what I plan to be in the Its all mine, Fagots ride bench when its crunch time So bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opium You Ethiopian Willie niggas, yeah we scopin 'em, and ropin 'em Do a nigga Rosewood style Hangin' by his weak picture, callin' his moms and his child [Mysonne] Its Mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm Poppin' niggas in their sleep so they die calm Kill or be killed, thats the shit that I'm on Its desparoto style, shooting at them side arm I'm gone, see I'm dope like heroin And my guns got scopes, so they zero in Here on in, know I fear no men And mutherfuck shootin' five, here go ten Know that if you start a problem, there's no end You tough?