Issue No 107 Gone Hollywood Lyrics
Gone Hollywood by Issue No. 107
Yeah, yeah, game on!
Word on the street is niggas don't fuck with me
That ain't no secret!
The great Van Vince said they hate' one
Approach me with your drama I turn to Geoffrey drama
I get behind it, my mind sick, gets like my mind slick
And my palms for pretty pistols let me buy shit.
Jimmy Neutron, that's my man, the latex monster
We're timing time we bomb shit
Killing ' and the responses
I rhyme sick, on the mic, we are nothing to like.
You niggas stumble and fright,
Stumble and bite, fumble and light
I took the act to your lowest points
You know you ask niggas what's the point
Anyhow, we're Jimmy Chao, she show me out
And it get a while, she wasted now
You're hating '
Shots blow and gyms on
Crack the chrome on your rim
You're with your way, we get down on your end
Ain't no postponing my win
I'm holding on ya and win
I say, go barging in!
I blow a bone at your skin, and watch it blow in the wind!
If shit get that drastic, give them my new casket
Well known pass to all '
Either way, which have you?
I'm in my zone, leave me alone, it's all I ask you!
Never be clone, when I am gone, you lost the master!
On microphones my love is shown, is like I have to!
Bust rhymes like the OG do
I sing with it, it's the OG flow
I'll be legit, believe in bricks
And let you get the shoulder up the stick'
And disgust like niggas spit on the short yellow bus
Like niggas never read to spelling B on finest class
Dummies won't see it coming when I bomb their ass
Bombs away, bodies laid, get the body back
It's only body parts, where the body's at?
Fuck the question, learn the lesson, I'm nasty
Your favorite MC, I'm trashing
You're never are rappening
You niggas definition will wreck me
Trash rap both if you ask me (ask me, ask me)
Trash it, trash it!
Nothing nice my whole life, I would write the whole night
Kill inside for so high, the pro type!
Fuck a B nigga, just go tight
No sequence, see four bars, explode minds
Yo niggas is ass bone, like I beat your rap bone
Contaminating the game, you bun niggas with chains
Do tell, you jewels make you ill?
Is that right? Your swag can't compensate for skill?
Go head then! Jump into this rain I'm in
I'mma hit you with this pain I'm in
I'm so ill, you' I'm a concrete staining your scale
Drag all on the curb for your'
Not tonight in the' I ain't passing no herb!
Is backwards to the facial'
Word on the street is niggas don't fuck with me
That ain't no secret!
The great Van Vince said they hate' one
Approach me with your drama I turn to Geoffrey drama
I get behind it, my mind sick, gets like my mind slick
And my palms for pretty pistols let me buy shit.
Jimmy Neutron, that's my man, the latex monster
We're timing time we bomb shit
Killing ' and the responses
I rhyme sick, on the mic, we are nothing to like.
You niggas stumble and fright,
Stumble and bite, fumble and light
I took the act to your lowest points
You know you ask niggas what's the point
Anyhow, we're Jimmy Chao, she show me out
And it get a while, she wasted now
You're hating '
Shots blow and gyms on
Crack the chrome on your rim
You're with your way, we get down on your end
Ain't no postponing my win
I'm holding on ya and win
I say, go barging in!
I blow a bone at your skin, and watch it blow in the wind!
If shit get that drastic, give them my new casket
Well known pass to all '
Either way, which have you?
I'm in my zone, leave me alone, it's all I ask you!
Never be clone, when I am gone, you lost the master!
On microphones my love is shown, is like I have to!
Bust rhymes like the OG do
I sing with it, it's the OG flow
I'll be legit, believe in bricks
And let you get the shoulder up the stick'
And disgust like niggas spit on the short yellow bus
Like niggas never read to spelling B on finest class
Dummies won't see it coming when I bomb their ass
Bombs away, bodies laid, get the body back
It's only body parts, where the body's at?
Fuck the question, learn the lesson, I'm nasty
Your favorite MC, I'm trashing
You're never are rappening
You niggas definition will wreck me
Trash rap both if you ask me (ask me, ask me)
Trash it, trash it!
Nothing nice my whole life, I would write the whole night
Kill inside for so high, the pro type!
Fuck a B nigga, just go tight
No sequence, see four bars, explode minds
Yo niggas is ass bone, like I beat your rap bone
Contaminating the game, you bun niggas with chains
Do tell, you jewels make you ill?
Is that right? Your swag can't compensate for skill?
Go head then! Jump into this rain I'm in
I'mma hit you with this pain I'm in
I'm so ill, you' I'm a concrete staining your scale
Drag all on the curb for your'
Not tonight in the' I ain't passing no herb!
Is backwards to the facial'