Holup (klipdidit) lyrics

Hold up, my ebola quotes will make you throw up
All over your motives, bro you boasting? I'm robust, about
Seven times thicker than biggest b*tch in your litter
Literature left my gifts to most high tracks sacrament
A generous kind of guy (sh*t), I don't know what else to do
Qaddafi on the other side the planet scare up a hell in you
So out of balance do-gooders evolve being they self
A new heaven's to be erected I'm available - a helping hand
So ambidextrous Suzi taught me how to rap the fans
Devonwho and I be restless justice bless the band
Together in this cold weather click up the clan
We Did It in Klipmode, mold your soul like a popular brand
Brrr, cold chains so heavy
Black grille with turquoise stones and broke levees
Soldiers and thugs military, hooligans at the ready
With AK four-sevens blow kisses strong arm steady
Trigger happy hippie trip like acid confetti drop
On n*ggas nasty lids, beaks clipped out at the barber shop (what?)
I'm making little sense, whatever (okay), apocalyptic scripture
And your whack ass government ain't doing no better
Yeah, now I got to rewrite the whole constitution
Hip-hop would just bring back the public execution
Chuck out all the confusion and burn all of that tax law
Money murder messiahs and revelations in fire, caw!
[It's like playing a sacred game of dodgeball listen real closely n*gga]