Aight, who want some of Debo
Love God, but I ain't Tebow
'Cause I be out here taking shots for fouls against me like a free throw
Ou, that's nasty, free all my dogs like Lassie
If ya ever touch Fat or Baby Fat, hell ya might as well buy a casket
Ou, I'm a savage when it come to static it get problematic
If you touch my lineage or cabbage, I can't have it
Most of my patnas don't know who they dad is, it get tragic
Where I'm from ain't lavish, they grew up some bastards
Chasing cash
And coochie and it usually came from lack of guidance
That's why I ain't moved by all these goofy actin' rappers wildin'
It's astounding how much counseling
We need for PTSD
I can't fathom the amount of counsel we need in the streets
It's offensive that's why I'm not apprehensive with the tech
I was really in them trenches, then transcended out the 'jects
Don't believe me, go ask Ceece, ask Lil Early
Ask K Dub, hell ask Fat, I'm so swat
I scream southwest when we make love
It's just in me no pretending
My hands the only thing that is friendly
I don't need a Beamer Benz or a Bentley
To have a whole slew of bops compliment me
The gold in my teef was done complimentary
The flow is unique and lowkey relentless
My goal is to speak to folk without bending
The truth and to free, the globe from pretending
Ouu
Aight bet if you don't feel that, then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back that mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from that mean you just a lame
When Debo come if you don't run, you better tuck yo chain
Yeah yeah
Aight bet if you don't feel that then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back that mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from that mean you just a lame
When Debo come if you don't run, you better tuck yo chain
It's the young queen mother, baby what it do
If I bark then my squad bark like a Q
And we bite, but we don't fight unless it get greasy
Bring danger anywhere we be, you'll be endangered species
My flow torch like tiki, ou
I resort if need be to
Violence if my tribe riots
We in yo grill like BBQ
Pack hardware like CPU
'Cause shaitan be plotting
But I stay on my toes like stockings
And on guard like stockton
Ou, my beats bang like Compton
Ou, I'm stone cold like Austin
Ou, my flow wild like Rodman
Every bar deserve a coffin
Ou, 'cause I'm killing it the feeling is surreal when ya building with
The ones who held you downand instilled you with
The thoughts that you should dwell where the spirit is
And I'm appreciative, deceased the weeks the beats
Couldn't reach the kids, I used to teach the lief
Techniques to win, but now I beast on beats
And release the pen
Every now and then to display my zen
I tell my kin it's more than one way to win
They show they skin and know it's portrayed as sin
But my flow let them know, they got Yah within
Ou, aight bet if you don't feel that then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back that mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from that mean you just a lame
When Debo come if you don't run, you better tuck yo chain
Aight bet if you don't feel that then you prolly dead
If you get slapped and don't fight back that mean you prolly scared
But it's all gravy where we from that mean you just a lame
When Debo come if you don't run, you better tuck yo chain