3 Take - 2EAzy [Prod. by Scorpio Prodz]

3 Take Written by 2EAzy Produced by Scorpio Prodz LYRICS: Tired of the bitching, of the politicking Of the criticism, people really thinking That their opinions really make a difference When they speak bad on my name I just paint a picture, fix the frame You don’t get the message, then there’s no need to explain See, there’s proof that we are not the same But tell me how you claim to be in a better lane Than me, you sounding kinda lame Sounding like a loser You’re the type to spread them rumors Up on your computer You’re acting worse than a middle schooler You’re mad cause I maneuver, fast as lightning I’m way cooler, I’m a titan Rhyming, writing, like it’s nothing, bitch, I’m death defying Fighting, striking, like I’m a Mike Tyson Ain’t it kinda frightening, knowing you trying to face a giant You know I ain’t playing When it comes to music I be taping The tracks that I’m playing, call me Goku, bitch, I’m Super Saiyan You know what I’m saying I’m invincible, with these beats that I be slaying And that Uzi I be spraying With this weed that I be blazing Hell raising, don’t mistaken me for Satan I’m just aiming for the title Tell me why you bitches gotta act so judgmental Never satisfied, why can’t y’all bitches just settle Throwing dirt up on my name, acting like you know me Hoe please, low-key talking about the homies Thinking that we phony Holy shit Bitch you know we too legit Who is this? The motherfucking infamous 2EAzy, on the mic again Then again, hold up, stop I a lyrical veteran combined with a juggernaut Who should not fuck with me, too easy to get fucked up With some nun chucks Straight to the gut Give no fucks like, damn Who am I like, damn I’m the man with the master plan Don’t understand why y’all demand A response when y’all throw my name in the sand Y’all mad, cause I’m too blessed, in God’s Hands I get bigger, I expand Get better with every track I don’t lack motivation, I don’t slack, no hesitation When I come up, and murder I kill shit and head further Into this mind state, so Take three, look at me 2EAzy, let me breathe, let me see How I does it, fuck it Let me talk about my budget, change the subject Change the topic, no struggle I don’t stubble, won’t fumble when I ball Royal rumble, I’ll take every single one if y’all 30 men against me, don’t mean shit, finna be pedigreed Call me Triple H, triple threat Bet yet, the architect behind every line Every rhyme, every bar I set is a standard Don’t wanna die, better mind manners Get cut, head on a platter Scatter before king kill everything King kill shit bitch King kill EAzy, really, this is too easy Silly of you, to assume, I was even thru Who is that dude? Who is that guy King kill 2-E-A-Z-Y, still alive, won’t die Still ride, king kill every mind I come across Can’t afford a loss Big cost, big boss Broke ass nigga, I think not I’m juggernaut, get dropped, get rocked Get caught up, no, fuck shit up