F.y.f.r Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus: T-Rock]
20 make a sinner blind, send a 9
To your spine from the mechanism of a paid shooter
Me, I call it an exorcism of any demonic intention
You throw at the kingdom of a great ruler
We are shockas with an army full of shottas who got choppas
Big enough to shoot propellers off of helicopters
Shit get ugly as Baraka, I don't wanna pop a
Motherf*cker but I will if I gotta, just like
[Chorus: T-Rock & Twisted Insane]
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
f*ck your favorite, f*ck your favorite
(f*ck your favorite rapper, I ain't f*ckin' with that new shit)
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
(f*ck your favorite rapper, I ain't f*ckin' with that new shit)
(f*ck 'em all, it ain't no peace, killin' еnemies)
f*ck your favorite rappеr, huh
f*ck your favorite, f*ck your favorite
(f*ck your favorite rapper, I ain't f*ckin' with that new shit)
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
(f*ck your favorite rapper, I ain't f*ckin' with that new shit)
(f*ck 'em all, it ain't no peace, killin' enemies)
[Verse 1: T-Rock]
I had it with haters, I'm blessin' 'em fakers, I'm livin' my life in immaculate favor, praisin' the most high
Lyrically me and the homie, you know it's Twisted Insane, we are the Alpha & Omega to go by
Gimme the gun, sippin' on Henny and rum, finna drop, plenty of bombs on you bum rappin' niggas in the industry
Suckers don't even know about motherf*ckers who came before 'em, I'm Makaveli mode on my enemies
Who would ever think we see the day a rapper wear more make-up than the frickin' bitches that they layin' with?
That is not the culture that I represent, it's evident, you p*ssy motherf*ckers really got a playa pissed
Show up at your residence with semi-automatic weaponry, I dare a homo thug rapper make a diss
Say the shit that you was kickin' in them interviews with your Twitter moves, I'ma blow the whole place to bits
Stabbin' the mask, that is your ass, f*ckin' with me and my Area 51 niggas you soon to be catchin' a blast from the Mossberg
I ain't gotta divide and conquer, I'm [?] the ghetto, when I destroy 'em so take it as a boss' word
I am on this track to show, just the way a savage flow
Independent, paid in full, so, f*ck your favorite rapper, ho
(pop pop pop pop)
[Pre-Chorus: T-Rock]
20 make a sinner blind, send a 9
To your spine from the mechanism of a paid shooter
Me, I call it an exorcism of any demonic intention
You throw at the kingdom of a great ruler
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We are shockas with an army full of shottas who got choppas
Big enough to shoot propellers off of helicopters
Shit get ugly as Baraka, I don't wanna pop a
Motherf*cker but I will if I gotta, just like
[Chorus: T-Rock & Twisted Insane]
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
f*ck your favorite, f*ck your favorite
(f*ck your favorite rapper, I ain't f*ckin' with that new shit)
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
f*ck your favorite rapper, huh
(f*ck your favorite rapper, I ain't f*ckin' with that new shit)
(f*ck 'em all, it ain't no peace, killin' enemies)
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