Dj Kay Slay - Undefeated lyrics
rate meFt. Ransom, Jon Connor & Dave East
(Intro)
Twin Productions!
(Verse: Ransom)
All these rap niggas just sendin' threats
Got a nose for the money and _________(?)
Ran enough, couldn't get us high when I spent a check
Big bills, put a brother on like Belichick
Vast second left for the lowlifes
Neighbors neva thought I was a gold mind
Landed in Japan, but a gold mine
How yo chores made a go but you don't shine
I'm a champ, got the belt on my waist
Leave 'em dead, ______(?) my ace
You can tell from my face
I been to hell with no trail of a snake
I been to jail with no bail on my case
Closed curtain, I flow ______(?) the most certain to go earth wind
Two hands and they both hurtin'
I choke serpents, I'm soul surfin', a cold merchant
My food for thought is for those thirstin'
(Verse 2: Jon Connor)
In this mind it ain't no finish line
Finish my business before I finish my sentence
I'm killin' even my witness
Cryin' they feelin' this minute diminished
So fuck the critics
I wanna go down as one of the greatest who ever did it
Eva did what? Spit the whole truth in this booth
I'mma flip niggas showin' 'em how shit will compute
Send shots at me with words? I'm bulletproof
I flow with niggas go to war with words and then they shoot
Fuck it and then they shoot, they shouldn't did it
But homies that held them down said I left there their lil friend
So they load up the .44s, stick a fork in yo lil friend
Consequences when niggas livin' la vida loca
Pretend I hate niggas, snake niggas, fake niggas
'em sweet niggas, cake niggas, wait niggas
I'm my whole different breed like David, Kanye and Bree
The Fly City's on, y'all knowin' the pedigree
(Verse 3: Dave East)
Started with a building, now I want a block
Started on a train, now I want a drop
Dodgin' rain they got umbrellas up in the Ghost
My nigga Snags put me on, now I want a Ghost
My nigga Max so potent, shit, he just wanna float
Know a couple felony niggas and they just wanna vote
Dead broke, winter's up in Harlem, I just want a coat
I don't trust flyin' shit across, I just want a boat
Mami in my ear, she like 'I want some coke'
Lil homies down and beat gettin' more off the dope
U speakin' the foreign language if you talkin' broke
Head shot, head shot, murder was what she wrote
Billie Rose for the hoes, I give 'em all the toasts
Do this shit right here from the projects, nigga, we always broke
Now I play the cover of yo favorite magazine
I can fully understand why these niggas mad at me
Only gets nicer, mic on the cypher, I hit 'er every time
Like a rebel but neva wife her
Beggin' me for that raw shit, pull up on 1 4 5th
Bentleys, Porches, with a thot, that's gorgeous
Just left the jeweler for some rocks, that's flawless
Columbian dinners, talkin' bout business with some bosses
They know that I'mma deliver godly
Toe .9s, I'm from the hood, need that Ferrari