HiddenRoad - Verbal Assault Lyrics

Now we're back in this bitch, Hidden N-9-5
Rip hard when I spit 'till they end my life
I'm a wrecker, leave you fucked up when I speak
Never preach, drop knowledge bombs, blow up the beat
Took a rest for a sec, now we're back with designs
So intricate in fact, click clack when I rhyme
I'm a bust first, guns up, blast out the words
Verbal assault weapons, spit fast nouns and verbs
Machine with it, no pause, fuck the emotion
No coastin' every track filled with commotion
Boom bap, hard knock, no brag an boastin'
Shit is real rap, flow deep like the ocean
So forget the young ones
This is old school, they can go listen to young thug
This is soulful, listen to the hits from the drum kick
Me and 9-5 always different from the dumb shit
You rep for your state, for your city an your clique
But that shit is played out, there's a bench, go and sit
I'm a grown man, no time for kiddie teen games
Sit back, let 'em enjoy that skinny jean fame
Cause all the glitters ain't gold
Most of 'em will be broke as shit when they old
Move on, got a lot to say, AK spit
Other rappers sucking dick like Ray J's bitch
Kim K fans, Kanye West, tabloid dreams
Never that, never me, fuck that fanboy scene
I'm a magnum, kick back, stay in your face
Yelling at these riffraff, better stay in your place
I don't give a fuck, white or black, don't favor race
You can all get hit when I'm spraying the mace
I'm a ransack the fake, make sure they know shame
Spit flames at the game, melt every gold chain

Now we're back in this bitch, Hidden N-9-5
Rip hard when I spit 'till they end my life
I'm a wrecker, leave you fucked up when I speak
Never preach, drop knowledge bombs, blow up the beat
Took a rest for a sec, now we're back with designs
So intricate in fact, click clack when I rhyme
I'm a bust first, guns up, blast out the words
Verbal assault weapons, spit fast nouns and verbs
Machine with it, no pause, fuck the emotion
No coastin' every track filled with commotion
Boom bap, hard knock, no brag an boastin'
Shit is real rap, flow deep like the ocean
So forget the young ones
This is old school, they can go listen to young thug
This is soulful, listen to the hits from the drum kick
Me and 9-5 always different from the dumb shit
You rep for your state, for your city an your clique
But that shit is played out, there's a bench, go and sit
I'm a grown man, no time for kiddie teen games
Sit back, let 'em enjoy that skinny jean fame
Cause all the glitters ain't gold
Most of 'em will be broke as shit when they old
Move on, got a lot to say, AK spit
Other rappers sucking dick like Ray J's bitch
Kim K fans, Kanye West, tabloid dreams
Never that, never me, fuck that fanboy scene
I'm a magnum, kick back, stay in your face
Yelling at these riffraff, better stay in your place
I don't give a fuck, white or black, don't favor race
You can all get hit when I'm spraying the mace
I'm a ransack the fake, make sure they know shame
Spit flames at the game, melt every gold chain