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Stevie Stone – Conquer lyrics
[Intro]
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
[Verse 1: Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R.]
I'ma fill 'em with the venom, instantly diminish 'em
Killing 'em then I pillage and running all through his village
Damage any challenger or rapper that's coming at me
He gotta be bananas for fucking with the gorilla
Ultimately I'ma murder all of them violently
Got a murderer inside of me, I can murder 'em silently
Like a twitter following, catch me creepin' through his house
So I can murder his family, pull a murder and robbery
Catching the opposition behind the building without a pot to piss in
They had me put in-in the competition
It's the way my body feel when I did it
Man you gotta listen, they had me sittin' reminiscin', trippin'
When the bullets flying, better duck under cover
Knock the soul out a motherfucker
Buckin' at 'em with the Glock thunder
Make the millimeter play the percussion
It's busting triple time
Fucking around dying no matter what color bitches better stay
[Hook: Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R.]
I tried to be nice to you
I guess this is what it comes to
Please don't make me conquer you
Please don't make me come for you
I guess this is what it comes to
[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
This talk that you, none of your niggas that hard
I sit bar can get you crept on and flexed on
Your neck charm, I'ma let arms to clip on
The fixed beat john I'ma let taunt
Lukewarm a big norm
But nigga it formed, piss-poor
A bit more, you in a shitstorm
Heavy artillery get scorned
Everybody in limit'll get torn
You can get the bidness
You don't really wanna pop with the niggas
The popular niggas, popping up who will pop at you niggas
Monopoly money, my maneuvers that mob with the figures
Decapitate livers, ain't nobody survive in a minute
Cause a whole lot of habit
Creeping through the motherfucking door
In the corner was a hole in the attic
Got a chrome while I'm at it
It could blow a couple holes through your dome
In your home, just remember Stevie Stone, Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R
[Hook: Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R.]
I tried to be nice to you
I guess this is what it comes to
Please don't make me conquer you
Please don't make me come for you
I guess this is what it comes to
[Outro]
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
[Verse 1: Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R.]
I'ma fill 'em with the venom, instantly diminish 'em
Killing 'em then I pillage and running all through his village
Damage any challenger or rapper that's coming at me
He gotta be bananas for fucking with the gorilla
Ultimately I'ma murder all of them violently
Got a murderer inside of me, I can murder 'em silently
Like a twitter following, catch me creepin' through his house
So I can murder his family, pull a murder and robbery
Catching the opposition behind the building without a pot to piss in
They had me put in-in the competition
It's the way my body feel when I did it
Man you gotta listen, they had me sittin' reminiscin', trippin'
When the bullets flying, better duck under cover
Knock the soul out a motherfucker
Buckin' at 'em with the Glock thunder
Make the millimeter play the percussion
It's busting triple time
Fucking around dying no matter what color bitches better stay
[Hook: Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R.]
I tried to be nice to you
I guess this is what it comes to
Please don't make me conquer you
Please don't make me come for you
I guess this is what it comes to
[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
This talk that you, none of your niggas that hard
I sit bar can get you crept on and flexed on
Your neck charm, I'ma let arms to clip on
The fixed beat john I'ma let taunt
Lukewarm a big norm
But nigga it formed, piss-poor
A bit more, you in a shitstorm
Heavy artillery get scorned
Everybody in limit'll get torn
You can get the bidness
You don't really wanna pop with the niggas
The popular niggas, popping up who will pop at you niggas
Monopoly money, my maneuvers that mob with the figures
Decapitate livers, ain't nobody survive in a minute
Cause a whole lot of habit
Creeping through the motherfucking door
In the corner was a hole in the attic
Got a chrome while I'm at it
It could blow a couple holes through your dome
In your home, just remember Stevie Stone, Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R
[Hook: Spaide R.I.P. P. E. R.]
I tried to be nice to you
I guess this is what it comes to
Please don't make me conquer you
Please don't make me come for you
I guess this is what it comes to
[Outro]
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
I guess this is what it comes to
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