"Riposte" lyrics

"Riposte"

Chains round my neck
Chains round my
I got chains round my neck
Chains round my
I got chains round my neck
Chains round my
I got chains round my neck
Chains round my

I got a fist full and that, you unofficial and whack
They wanted a cosign from me but I'm never giving them that
I am the enemy and you don't wanna get in the middle of that
You not no friend of me you swear you is now riddle me that
I'm eliminating them threats If they ever come around to my way
Assimilating the debts don't know what to do and now you hiding
Simulating a jet when horsepower from Porsche hit the highway
Definitively the best at any time and place and time of day
Loaded up the whip and floating it down to 5th
They wanted another round like some 556
You stepping up to the mic getting stage fright
They bark but never bite I'm like why why bitch
I case them with the A waste them with the K
Much haste with my ability brace them with flay
You chasing some stability pacing with the day
Never will I guide them to the gates
Only show them where to lay down
I'm never stressing always checking with no packet loss
Made a couple million dollars off a Macintosh
Now I riposte just to parry the ghost
These shoulder blades be getting too heavy cause I carry the most
But Ima...

Hold the weight to it and won't fold away
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away (fold away)
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away (fold away)
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away (fold away)
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away
Hold the weight to it and won't fold away (fold away)


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