#LikeYouSaySo Cover art by:@nes_e Thank you for this verse @nes_e We all see you do it for the love of the music and the crew.. #syla 4 ever #til the wheels falloff Hook I don’t think u got it like u say so Problems U don’t want em like u Say so body in a bag head in a halo Sneed : you gonna need a peice to settle this vendetta /cuz imma rip you peice by peice/ stomp u from the head up. / you posturing, acting tough , bitch acting hard so cats dont call your bluff An image, come around me , get smacked up quick , the fear of the queer, "act tough , quick" , im the type to act on it, trigger finger calloused, leave a line across ya neck like a crease in jeans/ avisu's or the reason your whole family came out faggots, ---- What You Mean? fuck it, when you dont respect a man enough to look in his eyes, you barely got dignity, a failure,and i know you wished you died. every word that i write , a slice to your wrist, you the type confide in your bitch , go try and be pissed, tell her you mad , Ness-e: What you say dope, But my sober thoughts, leave you kicking rocks, I ain’t licking shots, but a pistol cocked, with the trigger prompted is similar, To when I grip the pen I’m trynna fill a plot, It’s evident that I ain’t with the flock, I don’t see goals, in a fatter knot, fuck if ya phat or not, You could get done in, bitch I said run it, you running, run of the mill’s get run through, if caught bluffing, Real know the real, nd you move like puppet, Moving ya mouth, but you ain’t saying nothing, Fuck it, I’m up in this bitch, like a muff, nd, I eat a beat up, till y’all crumble like muffins, y’all soft as a Ruxpin, I done been poked the bear, bouta beating out the stuffin, Heat like an oven, i candle stick raps, Wit been the wick, put the fire on wax, Sharp as fuck, handle these hacks like an axe, Nd scratch only ends with a stab in the back, so I guard the shit, giving out buck fifths, like y’all garnished it, I’m on top, like varnishing, garnish, nd nests on ship, on some Amish shit, Takes a day or less, for me to craft nd, Never no never gone reel this shit back, Y’all fish for the compliments, biting like bass, Feeling ya shit, like they wiping ya ass, If Im catatonic, y’all got ALS, Y’all Ain’t making moves like you say so, So, click pop, where the halo? No god, best lay low, make ya bitch real bread winner when I money shot her wit a payload, Conseco consecutives out the park, effortless nah, but I rather not show the scars, Run up on we? You gon need some bigger bars, My Crew nothing but animals, Noah’s Ark. Joan of Arc, ya’ll bitches get burned alive, cremated rhymes, they reanimated for shine. So Y’all outta not say so, twice shy writtens, once bitten, like Holyfields earlobe.