Lyrics of CRASH DUMMY by Joey Bada$$
(Kirk On The Beat)
Joey Chewing Through Shit
Nigger, Joey Is Chewing Through
He Chewing Through Shit
You Believe In God? Believe In Td East, Nigger
It’s About Time, Nigger
God Damn
Almost Got Sick Of Waiting Like A Bad Doctor, Nigger
I Ain’t Got A Lot Of Pictures
Y’all Niggers Back On The Clock, And Anything Past 24 Hours
This Is A Shot Clock Violation
What’s The Current Situation, Niggas?
Just Click Baked
How Predictable
This Is The Angle I Was Anticipating
And Thank You For Making It Clear To Me That That’s Scared
But Yeah, I Was At The Party, But I Also Seen Top Here
In Fact, We Were Talking About The Same Very Plot Here
Y’all Niggas Going Outside Because I’m The One On Top Here
He Said, “Hey, Joey, I Got This Artist Named Ray Va”
“I’d Appreciate If You Would Really Help Me Put Him On”
I Said, “Okay, Top, But You Know It’s Going To Cost You”
“You Know I Really Want The One Who Elevated Your Wall Still”
I’m On These Niggas Head Top
Rides To The Top Like Jaymax
So We Got The Whole Rap Game In The Hair Lock
I’m Looking Off His Shots
I’ve Seen This Whole Shit From Afar The Way I Read That
Niggas Can’t Walk In These Shoes, Though, They Dead Stop
Lately Been Enjoying The Proof, But I Don’t Need Pop
I Pop Out And Show Niggas
How They Hold Niggas Simultaneously
I Mean, At Least Four Niggas
How Many More Niggas Is It Really Going To Take To Drop In?
They Need A 101 Dalmatian Just To Spot Him And Got Him
My Lyrical Trait, Making Them Beat-ups
I Don’t Hesitate, But These Niggas Still Won’t Drop Like Detox
Matter Of Fact, I Think They Forgot
The Last Time I Destroyed An Average Rapper Who Tried To Take A Cheap Shot
Now They’re Reminiscing Over You Like P-rock
I Ride Through The City In That Gl Smooth And Made Back
So You Know I Came To Do What To Do
Is Me Rapping Or Be Happening
Nigger Jokes On You
Scare Money Don’t Make No Money
I Could Never Go Broke
Want To Take Your Money, I’m Laughing At You
Nigger’s Game Ain’t Shit Funny
You Ain’t A Crash Out Nigger, You A Crash Down
Scare Money Don’t Make No Money
I Could Never Go Broke
Want To Take Your Money
Lever That You Nigger’s Game Ain’t Shit Funny
You Ain’t A Crash Out Nigga, You A Crash Down
Anywho, Ask Myself What What Can He Do?
Any Day Of The Week, I Take On At Least 10 Of You
You Thought You Got Dirt On Me Because I Buried You
Y’all Niggas Is Hysterical
Ain’t No Coming Back From This, You Need A Miracle
Joey Just Spun Again, How Could It Be?
It’s Like He Knew What Was Coming, The Future, What He Foreseeing
Have You Ever Thought Tde Was Working For Me?
How The Fuck Am Why Your O.G. You Older Than Me?
This Ain’t A Fair Fight
It’s A Fucking Slaughter
Why You Keep Bringing Up Pregnant Women?
Don’t You Got An Order?
You Really Need To Get Your A Fusion Order
Last Time I Checked Your Label Execs Was In Hot Water
The Ditty House Ain’t Going To Be Terrible
You’re Making It Way Too Easy For Me
We’re Incomparable
When I’m Done With You, Top Unless You Drop Like Terrible
Guaranteed, This Is The Last Time We Ever Hear From You
Scare Money Don’t Make No Money
I Could Never Go Broke
I’m Going To Take Your Money Out
Lever That You, Nigger
Ain’t Shit Fun
You Ain’t A Crash Out, Nigger
You A Crash For Them
Scare Money Don’t Make No Money
I Could Never Go Broke
I’m Going To Take Your Money Out
Laving As You Niggas Ain’t Shit Fun
You Ain’t A Crash Out
You Ain’t A Crash Down
Time To Show The World Who I Am
I’ve Been A Man
I’m Loaded Up My Clip On Jam
I Spin Again, I’m Taking All That Shot
They Say I Open, I’m In The Pandora’s Box
I’m Breaking All The Locks On All The Gates
They Try To Kill Me
Bark It Off For Lord Of The Lock
They The Guy That I Had To Reach
Keep Thinking Shit’s Sweet
When It Comes To Beef, Let My Teeth Sing
Kicking Up Dust Because My Nigger’s Really Street Sweet
Niggers Better Rethink
I Don’t Throw Subs
I Don’t Talk People’s
That Shit Through Your Fleece
When I Speak My Peace
I Beat The Beat Strictly Your Instinct
All The Speculation Is Lame
I Tell It Plain
I Ain’t Got To Drop A Nigga Name Just For Him To Feel A Flame
Do This For The Love Of The Game
You Think It’s For The Fame
Nigger Swarping In My Lane
I Take Them On The Scener Route
I’m Going To Stand On Every One
I Promise I Won’t Bleep Them On The Scenogram
I’m Going To Stand On Every Lane
This Is How My Soul Family
Who Want To Bring Them Out?
Keep My Wife’s Name Out Your Mouth
Before You Get Chris Rax
We Ain’t Duck A Smoke, That’s Out, Bitch
This Is Hip Hop
All I Need Is A Microphone And A Disjoc
And I’m Going To Make This Shit Hot
Let My Tape Rock To My Tape Pop
I Do This Shit For Big Pop And Pop Smoke
How Many More New York Niggas Got To Die On Your Course
And Still We Got Mad Love
If You All Niggas Mad Because I’m Putting Off A Mind Section
I Should Be Mad, You Niggas
Never Ask Yourself That Question
Pardon Me For My Question
I Know That’s A Tough Pill To Swallow
I Give You Time Just To Digest It
Just Skip Back And I Hope You Know
Keep It Rap, Kill Them With The Flow
Now, Kick Back And Enjoy The Show
Scare Money Don’t Make No Money
I Could Never Go Broke
Start To Take Your Money
Lapping At You Niggas, Ain’t Shit Funny
You Ain’t A Crash Out, Nigga
You’re The Crash
Don’t Even Care
Scare Money Don’t Make No Money
I Could Never Go Broke
Start To Take Your Money
That Nigger Know What Time It Is, Man
Come To Td East, Nigger
You Believe In God? Believe In Td East, Nigger
What? What?
Get Up On The Phone
Yeah
What? Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey Round
We Are Gathered Here Today To Say Goodbye To A Good Dog
Gone Right Too Soon
Yeah, Walk On, Walk On
In The Love And Memory We Pray
Rest In Peace, My Dog
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