Thriller - Skooly

Glad y’all got

Glad to know what’s going on you know

What time is it

It’s my time

Watch watch out

Pop it this top cork

Drop the top dog

Take her top off

Get my rocks off

Good fellows, not soft

They gonna pop off

In the 9 with it, getting guap dog

Shit can’t stop dog

Shit won’t stop dog

At the top dog, from the block y’ll

Say thy real niggas

But they guap short

You’re a little nigga

You’re a hot dog

From the top of the block looking down dog

Used to come up on the block to hang round, you all

Niggas never gave me shit, didn’t make a sound dog

Niggas could never make me hits

They stole my sound, dog

From where the bottom was

They gave me problems for it

I’m a motherfucking product of environment

This is no motherfucking question

All them niggas bluffing

That’s the end of discussion

Fuck that shit you talking

You ain’t talkin bout no money

I’m trying to get some money to give momma what she wanted

Don’t come in my session

Man, I promise you not wanted

I’m trying my best not to just fuck up my opponent

Lord, have mercy on them

Lord, have mercy on them

Lord, have mercy on them

Lord Lord Lord

Lord have mercy on them

Lord Lord

Lord Lord Lord

Have mercy on them

Lord Lord Lord

Have mercy on them

I won’t show no mercy homie

I been hurting too long

This where I belong

I’ve been broke too motherfucking long, bro

To do your ass a favor on a song, bro

I ain’t gonna tell your ass what I went through

Okay, I come from the slums, come landrum arms

Back and forth to Holly Ridge

That’s where daddy was

Okay, jumped off the porch on Bankhead fore I was legal

Cedar South, my brother Jimmy black and demo