What Youch Say
What Youch Say

[Tech G]

Ok ard.... hold up... a yo yo What Youch Say

[Course]
I don't like your tone of voice
I don't like your word of choice
You ain't got no mic in your hand whats your opinion for
I'm gonna shot youch with my lyrics call it a 4-4

[Verses]
This raw a Ruthless Amalgamation of Words my circle small
Only rotate as far, as Shakira hips
It never lies we never front to be boss
X here been on it fucking the place up foes forever toss
Who lost' we lost on losing out
The goal is there but the ambition is the art
Other artist from my city scared to feature me
In fear of getting Tech G'ed
Should I say names but they know who they be
Even won't come out to see me
I'm broke as a joke cause ain't nothing funny
No more friendliness I been forever friendless
Fuck Tay for that decision
How can a ghost slam doors
Peace makers always getting horde
Yo yo you took 100 in cash then disconnect meet 100 debts
You think I don't when I'm being played
But you sue your self faggot bitch, fuck born to clock
This is Tech Glock's screaming the slave grandmother and father are dead
[Course]
I don't like my tone of voice
Did I chose a poor set of words
I got a mic in my hand the fuck you think

[Bridged]
What the fuck you think n**** fuck you fuck n**** fuck your world yo this my shit

[Verses]
This ain't well put together shit!
With knowledge rap can feel like a gimmick you trick
Can't put my words to perfection Awww! shit
What about our mission Lord
I'm having dreams of beheading people I care for
Them demons crawled up sleeve
Please friends don't sweat me
Cause listen ( listen ) listen ( listen )..
Its a different kind of ball game now
Put to sleep my mercy down
Lift me off my feet levitate to the crown
King Kailamof is found
N****'s sitting low smoking their pain away
Creating clouds as I look down
Drop a blessing have some grace in your place
Say your grace
Before you touch your plate
There's a gift in the risk
When you un-pocket your fist for the truth'
[Bridged]
Ard hold up wait a minutes (check it its King Kailamof) yo .. its Tech G I don't give a fuck what youch like

[Verses]
I'm that section 90 HiiiPoWer this ain't no late attendance
The building just wasn't finished
I uh' had to gain some structure
Seeking it like a single mother
Stiff arm the cheep as if I was Marion Barber
Its kind hard to be known were I'm from why bother
No one like my tone of voice
But I'm not here for your choice ...
I'm your king hold my horse bitch..
I'm your King hold my horse bitch its Kailamof

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