Papoose - Publicity Stunt(12 visits)

Publicity Stunt

[Chorus] You coulda caught 'em on the back streets and semied 'em up
But you caught 'em on front street, really the front
What kinda reputations do you idiots want?
Stop pullin' them publicity stunts, Reputation
You really wanna see your enemy slumped?
Or are you pullin a publicity stunt? Reputation
You gon' be drinkin out my Henessy cup
When I pour it for the niggas we aint here, publicity stunt [/Chrous]

They pullin publicity stunts I hear these niggas
They tryin' to sound like me, I hear these niggas
Yeah, I hear these niggas but I don't feel 'em though
Ever violate Thugacation I'll kill 'em slow
Yeah, we move around wit those things, niggas know
Ask the streets man, I locked it down from the gitty-go
Niggas talkin' bout they lookin for us, here we go
Go ahead, pop off and get shot like a video
I eat food, right now you look like you cereal
Frosted Flakes, Rice Crispies, and Cheerios
Got all these rappers walkin' round on their tippy toes
I got an illy flow
I'mma tell you how niggas in the Bronx say it, I get busy mo
He claimin' he ain't runnin when I'm lettin that semi go
I bet you he ran when I backed that milli though
I made the nigga haul ass like arscenial
Cop the bottle, pop the bottle and let the Heny flow
I'm feelin kinda windy though
Somebody musta left the window open, there's flies on my thrown
Shoo fly shoo the King is now home
Roaches crawlin on my microphone
Mosquitoes they bitin' my poems
Fresh from Summer Jam, I'm back in my zone
I'm bout to exterminate you clones
You tellin' me you need to blow you deserve to fail
People in hell need ice water, I come outta thirsty hell
They don't believe that hard work prevails
So they start controversy cause they say controversy sells
That's the reason sixty niggas is locked in thirty cells
Makin' ten dollars a week, they work in jail
Blood shatters rups(??) when controversy fails
It's so easy to dig a grave, the Earth is frail
Count dirty money so I keep dirty nails
No evidence, don't leave a dirty trail
Their like crabs in a barrel, when they see one leavin
They pull 'em back down cause none of em wanna see 'em
Rise to the top they feel like he's gon leave 'em
So they gotta stop em from achievin
Rappers fightin over the summer, but the summer is just a season
I stand for a cause and go to war for a reason
Wise manuevers cause I grew up wit a block of shooters
I don't bow down to no man, I'm not a Buddhist
You lookin' for an opportunity to stop the truest
I won't give you an opportunity you opportunist
Tote crazy calicos and proper rugers
Cock pop you losers
Back out Betsy and put one in the head, you gon' lose ya life pa
Cause my bullets stay in Betsy Head like a lifeguard
Put one in Betsy Head, hit all ya'll niggas up
Cause my bullets stay in Betsy Head like swimmin trunks
My Brownsville niggas feel that, they know whats up
Call me out and I'm showin up
Cause I run up wit the oo wop baby, shoot out crazy, you not crazy thug
We pull out eighties, move out lady, you got shady love
That Ruge I spray, ya'll move ya'll ladies dudes may not be tough
But these dudes obey these moves, I say they move our way we buzz
Get through my day I move my yay get moolah lately what?
It's the truth I can't be touched
I sit back and roll two Dutches cause my crew got crazy blunts
I roll a double dutch like one my baby two my baby jump!
You gon be drinkin out my hennessy cup
When I pour it for the niggas who aint here, publicity stunt







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