Philosopher's Throne
(专辑: Tundra Boy Season One - 2015)
I
pull off with my nigga finna throw a
fit I
pull up on a
bitch, I
don't say shit, she getting in But I
had to kick her out cause I
ain't tell her ass to get in I
embarrass her in front of her little friends You see, I
do a
lot of shit now just because I
can I
could kill a
man with my bare fucking hands And I
don't need a
gun to fucking help with my defense You play with me, I'll hang 'em up on the
front fence Leave it up to me, I'm Terrortuga Man, the
prince And I
don't give a
fuck about nothing but a
spliff You switch it back to us, my whole squad smoking ghost dust shit [?] Couldn't pull my damn blunt with a
tow truck Leave it up to me, I
smoke the
whole thing, one puff, I
had enough I
ain't finna mingle with no fuck boy Which one Imma hit first when I
come for 'em? Can't sit back, bitch I'm trynna go and look for 'em Squad said to chill man, them little niggas ain't that important I
said yea, you right my boy, now it's time to get to smoking See me on a
mountain looking out, I'm cold as Nova Scotia You can sip some lean, little bitch, I
drink my own potion All these little niggas don't even know where they going I
trip a
fool so easily cause he don't know what he doing I
make a
make a
new tag and lay it up on you prick niggas Don't come asking me about shit, I
don't talk about nothing, nigga I
think I've seen too much, I'm trapped inside a
trip, nigga Now I
be zoning in and zoning out until I
see the
children Now I
feel a
little better, I'm smoking on the
ceiling I'm like [Mifune] I
ain't puny I'll surround your building It's just me, and my shadow clones, finna get 'em You see me chilling on a
ship, smoking on a
twister She got respect for me, look how she call me "sir" and "mister" I'm like chill bitch, I'm young, but I
dig the
gesture Now pull up to the
show, look like Limp Bizkit in it You see, the
line too long, they think that Kurt Cobain up in it I'm like the
new Foo Fighter, I
don't like to fuck with niggas I
been through shit that took the
pain up off my whole picture I
turn the
other cheek if she pass a
swisher I'm Mr. Excellent, Philosopher, Professor I'm not easily impressed, I'm pressing extra pressure I
pull up and make a
hater wanna find the
exit I'm headed back to Texas but I
ain't got no ex's Who is Rob Dyrdek's friend? Bitch I'm more reckless I
pull in, doing 100 through whoever's section I
ain't switching back for nothing, [?] Tortuga heaven I
run this whole damn city cause nobody living I
clean the
blood off my door, cause here come the
children You give no fuck about no hater, nor no imitator When you the
only damn captain sitting at the
table You bitch!