Piss - bhyper

Oh, you found a pocket? Oh, I've got a locket And if I could just show you this docket Then, we could go We could get a profit AP, AP, AP (CashMoneyAP) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) You want that, so I want this (yeah, yo) Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passin' on your bitch (yeah, yo) She want diamonds just like this All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) All my diamonds look like piss All your boys, look like the Backstreets I just hit The Row, look like Mary-Kate and Ashley He don't like no bats, but he bussin' on my back piece Muscle in my clique, nigga, you ain't pushing past me (yeah, yeah) All I see is long lines, money love me long time All we got is face cards, you could put that on mine 'Fit look like shit, nigga, wouldn't put that online Bit how I dress, but you never got that co-sign All my diamonds look like piss (all my) You want that, so I want this (yeah, yo) Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passin' on your bitch (yeah, yo) She want diamonds just like this All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) All my diamonds look like piss Yeah, you can't see me (yeah) Even through the management (management) You can't be me (be me) You won't reap the benefits (benefits) Body mannequin (yeah, ay) You know nothin' 'bout fashion, bitch (fashion, bitch) These shenanigans Front row next to Janet, sittin' cute Get the knee-high, get the boot You ain't me and I ain't you Gotta pee, I'm off the Goose (yeah) Gettin' cheese is all I do (yeah) All these females ride caboose Look like pee all on my jewels I'ma teach 'em all the rules Monkey see so monkey do All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) You want that, so I want this (yeah, yo) Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passin' on your bitch (yeah, yo) She want diamonds just like this All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) All my diamonds look like piss Don't nothing come to sleep on your dream So, as much as you sleep, and you get depressed, and you stand around, and Just mope around about that shit Cut that shit out, go after your dreams, you got this rap shit You got this acting shit, you got all this shit in the bag, man I believe in you, so, call me back, peace

Hah, i leave ya niggas pissed off how i do this shit right Chain, wrist everything just be swaggin on you niggas Like that bra Feel me Uh, fresh on the scene, I just let the swag talk Watch, I pull up in that foreign just to piss 'em off Had to whisper to my dog, I say we here to ball Chain ring, wrist bling, Imma piss 'em off Okay, more bottles of Rosay Ermaz on her waist, complimented by that oche Looking kinda fly Mr. Hood and what them hoes say? Pissing niggas off by the bezel on the watch face On that nick Shorty, this just how the boss play Phantom with the two tone, left it with the valet You don't have a rank, catch me cooping on a Sunday Bitch I am the shit. We clear? Blue Ray Check the swag. Yea, it's on Gettin' cash, the bank roll I get it fast, never slow Piss 'em off just to let them haters know Let 'em know you will never meet a nigger this fly, ain't lying Got the top off the wip You ain't ridin', you ain't ridin' If the watch under 40 You ain't shinnin', you ain't shinnin' Piss 'em off, you niggas all talk, ain't bout it Old man, ten grand, bougght the whole mall Heard they hatin' so I did it just to piss 'em off Chilling with a bad bitch Mrs. WhatchaCall Put her in a red bottom just to piss 'em off Good lord, you know what the wrist cost Bid the pretty penny probably triple what your reap cost Get a nigga shine it, like cutting on a chandelier Hop in about that Porsche, why of course that be tha Panamere Louie, Gucci, Fini or Versace be my day a pair Oh that shit got you talkin' It's nice, Christmas Caroline with the bullshit I do this for real though Kick it with a player, talking gang when the field goal Swimming in some money, fuck around and do a backstroke You know how I like it baby, you just keep your bag low Main I'm a dog, my wips are retarded Swag out of space, you couldn't match it with a martian Whatcha talkin nigga Check the swag. Yea, it's on Gettin' cash, the bank roll I get it fast, never slow Piss 'em off just to let them haters know Let 'em know you will never meet a nigger this fly, ain't lying Got the top off the wip You ain't ridin', you ain't ridin' If the watch under 40 You ain't shinnin', you ain't shinnin' Piss 'em off, you niggas all talk, ain't bout it

I saw you coming so I got to running Like hell, I could tell that you played for keeps Now I live on a boat that sits on a moat On top of piss river, outside your castle And wind death comes around, We all sing, oh, what an asshole He stirs quite the fuss and he cause quite the hassle We all buy black suits as our lives go on mute And meet under the belfry to cry and say sorry And oh my God Mama, I'm scared I know you are, baby I am scared too Do you want to play chess inside my chest? You move, I move You choose, I choose And hoot, hoot, hoot I beg like an owl As I sit on my perch And I stare and I scowl I know I left you But I cannot forget you Now I only know how to harm or upset you See, I came for your love but I stayed for your anger And you rocked me, mama, like a babe in the manger And oh my God Mama, I'm angry I know you are, darling She's angry too And oh my God Mama, at who? Oh, Carrie She's angry at you I tried to pray but I didn't know what to say So I just mumbled some names I said, I hope they're okay then amen They were the names of my family and friends Oh, the planet's so lonely and the planet's so cold And if I'm so lucky I'll die when I'm old I pray no disaster, no fight, no rain And I pray that no devil gets inside my brain As the world does its twirl between the moon and the sun Casting clock shadows beyond everyone And the hours devour us As I stare out my window, as I ride this bus In men it goes fast, in men what a blur But I write it just the same or just as it were That feeling in my stomach when the light was low And I get warm in my chest when my heart would slow That feeling in my head when that music played Get dizzy in my soul from the glad song they sang What a dream to have ever felt the air so warm What a dream to have even ever been born And oh my God Oh, mama I love you And oh my God Oh, baby Oh, darling I love you too And I know that you know that I do I saw you coming So I got to running But next time I'll stay put

I've heard the hype about your band, Ive seen your video playing on the TV. Publicity photos in magazines, no none of it makes me feel anything. I would be lying to you if I did not say something. That would make me feel like a politician. A middle of the road opinion that no one finds offensive or challenging. I'm not interested. The stage is not a pedestal. I don't think your bad people I just think that your aesthetic is horrible. Please treat me with the same respect and candor. I would appreciate the honesty. A little less professional, a little more upfront and confrontational. Just say what you're thinking. Say what you're really thinking.