Yeah, yeah, Saint what's crackin my nigga, we in here, Rocc, look
Young Savage got em sayin', oh that boy lit, Extra-terrestrial with flows, yeah my nigga sick
Package the work and ship it off like we be sellin' bricks
Niggas get to talk bout who they robbin', we be spinnin' shit
Nigga I'm a monstar, yeah I be jammin' through space
Come and catch some real bars, hit like the blam on my waist
Shit can take me real far, just gotta pick up the pace
Know I ain't bein' erased, ain't no one takin' my place, wow
They tryna get niggas like me to f*ckin' bow down
Ain't no simpin or Uncle Tommery on this side of town
No religious freak, so ain't no pacifying me
And yeah I'm spiritual, but be damned if I keep praising whitey
Nonetheless, Rocc still blessed and favored pretty highly
Any issue, say it with your chest, the Lord will fix it prolly
Understatement, sayin' we the best and we gon' get it got em
Long Beach king, they gon' remember Mr. F*ckin' Roccie
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world Saint and Rocc hittin you viciously
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world saint and Rocc hittin you viciously
Thought it was time I pick the pace up, how you want it
Ooouuu these niggas fakin' They be hesitatin', I be preachin
But no T.D. Jacobs, I be workin' out
Doin' cushups when a nigga wake up
Touch any of mine? Boy don't worry, we gon' see you later
Another man down, shit was on the news and in the paper
Oh no, my brothers got swag and they gon' rock it just for promo
On some young nigga shit, they crackin' bitches like its 04
Why they all got ass and hittin' switches like a Lolo
I think it's cause my niggas got paper that they can throw though
You try f*ckin' around with niggas paper we gon' blow though
Yeah, I be on yadada, that just mean my shit on go though
Call me Roccie the Great, I paint the picture, that's a photo
How much deeper I gotta go though?
All you niggas turnin' on your day ones, y'all be some ho-hos
Soft as cupcakes, we ate them up, nigga, no homo
Now we on some real estate, takin' shit just for our troubles
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world, Saint and Rocc hittin' you viciously
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world, Saint and Rocc hittin' you viciously
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
ROCC - Fury (feat. St. Louis) Lyrics
ROCC - Fury (feat. St. Louis) Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Yeah, yeah, Saint what's crackin my nigga, we in here, Rocc, look
Young Savage got em sayin', oh that boy lit, Extra-terrestrial with flows, yeah my nigga sick
Package the work and ship it off like we be sellin' bricks
Niggas get to talk bout who they robbin', we be spinnin' shit
Nigga I'm a monstar, yeah I be jammin' through space
Come and catch some real bars, hit like the blam on my waist
Shit can take me real far, just gotta pick up the pace
Know I ain't bein' erased, ain't no one takin' my place, wow
They tryna get niggas like me to f*ckin' bow down
Ain't no simpin or Uncle Tommery on this side of town
No religious freak, so ain't no pacifying me
And yeah I'm spiritual, but be damned if I keep praising whitey
Nonetheless, Rocc still blessed and favored pretty highly
Any issue, say it with your chest, the Lord will fix it prolly
Understatement, sayin' we the best and we gon' get it got em
Long Beach king, they gon' remember Mr. F*ckin' Roccie
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world Saint and Rocc hittin you viciously
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world saint and Rocc hittin you viciously
Thought it was time I pick the pace up, how you want it
Ooouuu these niggas fakin' They be hesitatin', I be preachin
But no T.D. Jacobs, I be workin' out
Doin' cushups when a nigga wake up
Touch any of mine? Boy don't worry, we gon' see you later
Another man down, shit was on the news and in the paper
Oh no, my brothers got swag and they gon' rock it just for promo
On some young nigga shit, they crackin' bitches like its 04
Why they all got ass and hittin' switches like a Lolo
I think it's cause my niggas got paper that they can throw though
You try f*ckin' around with niggas paper we gon' blow though
Yeah, I be on yadada, that just mean my shit on go though
Call me Roccie the Great, I paint the picture, that's a photo
How much deeper I gotta go though?
All you niggas turnin' on your day ones, y'all be some ho-hos
Soft as cupcakes, we ate them up, nigga, no homo
Now we on some real estate, takin' shit just for our troubles
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world, Saint and Rocc hittin' you viciously
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world, Saint and Rocc hittin' you viciously
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Young Savage got em sayin', oh that boy lit, Extra-terrestrial with flows, yeah my nigga sick
Package the work and ship it off like we be sellin' bricks
Niggas get to talk bout who they robbin', we be spinnin' shit
Nigga I'm a monstar, yeah I be jammin' through space
Come and catch some real bars, hit like the blam on my waist
Shit can take me real far, just gotta pick up the pace
Know I ain't bein' erased, ain't no one takin' my place, wow
They tryna get niggas like me to f*ckin' bow down
Ain't no simpin or Uncle Tommery on this side of town
No religious freak, so ain't no pacifying me
And yeah I'm spiritual, but be damned if I keep praising whitey
Nonetheless, Rocc still blessed and favored pretty highly
Any issue, say it with your chest, the Lord will fix it prolly
Understatement, sayin' we the best and we gon' get it got em
Long Beach king, they gon' remember Mr. F*ckin' Roccie
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world Saint and Rocc hittin you viciously
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world saint and Rocc hittin you viciously
Thought it was time I pick the pace up, how you want it
Ooouuu these niggas fakin' They be hesitatin', I be preachin
But no T.D. Jacobs, I be workin' out
Doin' cushups when a nigga wake up
Touch any of mine? Boy don't worry, we gon' see you later
Another man down, shit was on the news and in the paper
Oh no, my brothers got swag and they gon' rock it just for promo
On some young nigga shit, they crackin' bitches like its 04
Why they all got ass and hittin' switches like a Lolo
I think it's cause my niggas got paper that they can throw though
You try f*ckin' around with niggas paper we gon' blow though
Yeah, I be on yadada, that just mean my shit on go though
Call me Roccie the Great, I paint the picture, that's a photo
How much deeper I gotta go though?
All you niggas turnin' on your day ones, y'all be some ho-hos
Soft as cupcakes, we ate them up, nigga, no homo
Now we on some real estate, takin' shit just for our troubles
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world, Saint and Rocc hittin' you viciously
When shit get tough, I just turn on the fury
St. Louis got me covered like them arches in Missouri
We not repeatin' history, we makin' mysteries
Wonders of the world, Saint and Rocc hittin' you viciously
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Writer: Garon Harden
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid