4240 ft. Jœ & Sean.mp3 Lyrics

Alright, alright, settle down

Hey we got a good battle for you guys tonight

Representing downtown Vienna

Is that actually his fucking name?

Alright we got Sean.mp3

But kicking us off, ladies and gentlemen give it up for Joe

Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up

Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up

Look, now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up to the sky

These lyrics are venomous how imma' kill you with the rhymes

Dropped a couple platinums back to back the numbers wouldn't lie

Lets hear your last words while witnessing your demise

I'm the illest I'm a monster

Dmv King Kongsta

Heard about a battle and I came to conquer

Talked your shorty up she was a hella fine blonka

Took her home let her sit shotgun in my tonka

Never gonna' stop no matter how much the offer

Eating this bum up like he was a bowl of some pasta

Or some cereal, this guy don't got a chance he needs a miracle

Only killed one time before tonight but now I'm serial

Whipping the vehicle forty over but I'm spiritual

Hardest on the scene with the lyrical

Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands together

Boutta' drop the mic and head back to the sunnier weather

Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe

Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, yo

Sean.mp3 hopping on another track

I ain't rapped since last year but now I got to bring it back

From the left to the right you should know I've been around

And when I show up you know shits boutta' go down

I'm a killer in the booth, call me Sean Wilkes Booth

Now shut the fuck before I hit your ass like Babe Ruth

You live life on half truths, come back into reality

And realize you should never stop fucking with a guy like me

I keep getting bread while you just stay living in poverty

Can't stay ignorant so why the fuck is you still talking to me