Nose Dives (feat. YSB OG a.k.a KANE GROCERYS) [2013]
from Memory Lane Bistro by Radicule.
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lyrics
[Chorus]
Tryna slang some CD's and that skeezer remember me
Fiendin' for that Special K, her and her friend down for my niggas and a five-way
She a speed freak, bunny in love with brown
And she gon' ride it so fast, tell the bitch slow it down
Whenever I’m in yo town, baby girl, make sure you ain’t shot, we gon’ cook it down
Soft moans off red lips
Snow slopes, she gon’ hit
Committed on homicide charges, we just kickin’ back and havin’ tea parties
A n*gga been seeing this sh*t since birth, so it’s natural
I know the b*tch gon’ dive in nose first
[End Chorus]
Told shawty let me cater her nostrils, ‘fore a n*gga go ghost
Hook her up on that Casper
Said she suffered from her agonies and just had to call me
Need a shoulder to lean on, babe I got that auntie
White girls at the crib, couple pins and bricks
They p*ssy bloom for a brotha, long as he got that Johnson
Jumpin’ for joy over powder, came thrice, just for that Chowder
Gave birth to her euphoria, but I ain’t the b*tch mama
Lil skeezer fell in love with the idea to get murked
Truest dealer in town, call these cats Tommy, cause they ain’t gettin’ work
Dealin’ big worm, she thinkin’ it’s a Fried-type of day
Depressed cause she ain’t get no Lord Quas, seen the unseen, ok
Arthur with the quill, I hope you read that this ain’t for the kids
Got bunny rabbit b*tches on that Buster, and they off the sh*ts
Educational, maybe you’ll learn we plan to grow like ferns
Tattle-tailing on the class and we gon’ see the rats burn
Eyes red off that doggy and she wanna kick it with Charlie
Jamaican gold for this n*gga, weed for him make my pockets bigger
Now the b*tch is feeling jelly, skippin’ off of the peanuts
I play that ho server as she try to reach for Venus
Full court press and that ho was just a tester
Spread that thang on the street so n*ggas know I’m the pumper
She a switch baby, tryna rap to my lady
And I see she dive nose first in that p*ssy
[Chorus]
[Kane Grocerys]
Yeah, go ‘head and dive in nose first, they say the shallow end worst
Shit I came from the dirt, so don’t nuthin’ really hurt
See my brother with that work since fiends always lurk
For that dime bag rock, or that heroin they shot
Niggas out here gettin’ shot for shit they ain’t even got
Muthafuck the cops for always shuttin’ down the blocks
Makin’ all these cluckers hot
Cause we got, what they want, that real fire, A1, pure money, all white Jordan 4s
Escapin’ these corridors, runnin’ from my horrors cause
Don’t wanna end up like my father, in a coffin, wit a closed casket
I’m going out, blastin’ semi-automatics
Cappin’ the ops, drivin’, can’t fuck with them cause they be plottin’
Y’all niggas need to stop it
There’s too much money for all this violence
I’m tryna be in the islands, movin’ white across the Atlantic
Slanderin’ my opponents who ever try and step to me
Flame up like Charmander, evolved to Charizard, instantly
The devil tryna get to me, commit more sins for me
But honestly, I’m just kickin’ back, havin’ tea parties
Smokin’ on this Marley with a goth angel named Charley
Takin’ rides on my Harley, cause she love them choppa sounds
She know when I come around, I’m the young god around town
Yeah, we can get down, as long as you don’t drown
In the water, I’m much smarter than your average MC
They call me Kane Grocerys, the real mystical lunatic OG
[Chorus]
Tryna slang some CD's and that skeezer remember me
Fiendin' for that Special K, her and her friend down for my niggas and a five-way
She a speed freak, bunny in love with brown
And she gon' ride it so fast, tell the bitch slow it down
Whenever I’m in yo town, baby girl, make sure you ain’t shot, we gon’ cook it down
Soft moans off red lips
Snow slopes, she gon’ hit
Committed on homicide charges, we just kickin’ back and havin’ tea parties
A n*gga been seeing this sh*t since birth, so it’s natural
I know the b*tch gon’ dive in nose first
[End Chorus]
Told shawty let me cater her nostrils, ‘fore a n*gga go ghost
Hook her up on that Casper
Said she suffered from her agonies and just had to call me
Need a shoulder to lean on, babe I got that auntie
White girls at the crib, couple pins and bricks
They p*ssy bloom for a brotha, long as he got that Johnson
Jumpin’ for joy over powder, came thrice, just for that Chowder
Gave birth to her euphoria, but I ain’t the b*tch mama
Lil skeezer fell in love with the idea to get murked
Truest dealer in town, call these cats Tommy, cause they ain’t gettin’ work
Dealin’ big worm, she thinkin’ it’s a Fried-type of day
Depressed cause she ain’t get no Lord Quas, seen the unseen, ok
Arthur with the quill, I hope you read that this ain’t for the kids
Got bunny rabbit b*tches on that Buster, and they off the sh*ts
Educational, maybe you’ll learn we plan to grow like ferns
Tattle-tailing on the class and we gon’ see the rats burn
Eyes red off that doggy and she wanna kick it with Charlie
Jamaican gold for this n*gga, weed for him make my pockets bigger
Now the b*tch is feeling jelly, skippin’ off of the peanuts
I play that ho server as she try to reach for Venus
Full court press and that ho was just a tester
Spread that thang on the street so n*ggas know I’m the pumper
She a switch baby, tryna rap to my lady
And I see she dive nose first in that p*ssy
[Chorus]
[Kane Grocerys]
Yeah, go ‘head and dive in nose first, they say the shallow end worst
Shit I came from the dirt, so don’t nuthin’ really hurt
See my brother with that work since fiends always lurk
For that dime bag rock, or that heroin they shot
Niggas out here gettin’ shot for shit they ain’t even got
Muthafuck the cops for always shuttin’ down the blocks
Makin’ all these cluckers hot
Cause we got, what they want, that real fire, A1, pure money, all white Jordan 4s
Escapin’ these corridors, runnin’ from my horrors cause
Don’t wanna end up like my father, in a coffin, wit a closed casket
I’m going out, blastin’ semi-automatics
Cappin’ the ops, drivin’, can’t fuck with them cause they be plottin’
Y’all niggas need to stop it
There’s too much money for all this violence
I’m tryna be in the islands, movin’ white across the Atlantic
Slanderin’ my opponents who ever try and step to me
Flame up like Charmander, evolved to Charizard, instantly
The devil tryna get to me, commit more sins for me
But honestly, I’m just kickin’ back, havin’ tea parties
Smokin’ on this Marley with a goth angel named Charley
Takin’ rides on my Harley, cause she love them choppa sounds
She know when I come around, I’m the young god around town
Yeah, we can get down, as long as you don’t drown
In the water, I’m much smarter than your average MC
They call me Kane Grocerys, the real mystical lunatic OG
[Chorus]
credits
from Memory Lane Bistro,
released January 10, 2021
Eternal love to the god YSB OG (Kane Grocerys), for blessing me with this verse years ago and allowing me the chance to release it to the world. ❤️
Eternal love to the god YSB OG (Kane Grocerys), for blessing me with this verse years ago and allowing me the chance to release it to the world. ❤️
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