Joe Dirt - Big Scarr

Say dem bad, A bag and chain a grab And how Much don dem have, A scam and them a rob, We bigga Than chappingz and the mob (Make me show you this) People say them never seen badda, man a run Up ina rifle and a scream jah jah, first thing we A protect the scheme Dwag to how we hot and Stream we devin need blogga If dirt, Then a dirt Me noh see no pussy Weh me fear the earth If dirt, then a dirt Any fassy make my mother head hurt, Then A dirt, straight dirt Diss the team then a ashes Wet dem up splashes Dirt, straight dirt Raped Burs fire works Me noh see no boy where fi chat tuff inna When gorilla buck up inna yah, petty thief And raper me a tell you caay live up inna Man a touch the the road me legal fire Stick up inna, all troublemaker fi shut up Inn yah Cause if me war start, war start Dwag this no false start pycho - chemical Physical war all part me noh Walmart them A target me no talk it bus it and knock dem Outta the ball park If dirt, Then a dirt Me noh see no pussy Weh me fear the earth If dirt, then a dirt Any fassy make my mother head hurt, Then A dirt, straight dirt Diss the team then a ashes Wet dem up splashes Dirt, straight dirt Raped Burs fire works Some lil hurry come up weh them a gwaan So fah, say dem a run the place broke like dwag Them only a gwaan so fah, claim say them a the Best and a big up them chest and fly past them Nest, if them a snake inna the grass me have the Lawn mower... Mr Wanna be make me tell you mind You style up me Wallabee, trouble you a look me Never trouble no body and if u past you place and Diss me family, a dark u dark up me energy If dirt, Then a dirt me Noh see no pussy Weh me fear the earth If dirt, then a dirt Any fassy make my mother head hurt, then A dirt, straight dirt Diss the team then a ashes Wet dem up splashes Dirt, straight dirt Raped Burs fire works

I remember that summer I was ten years old When our days ceased to shine No, you could not take a breath When those black blizzards came Strippin' land in dire need of rain There was dirt on the floor As mama swept all day long Leavin' trails of tears and mud down her face There was dirt in our beds And there was dirt in our clothes And there was dirt in the little that we ate We had heard about the market's fall A couple years before But the fields and the harvest all seemed fine Sometimes the things that kill us That which we don't know That strip the land of everything but pride Stay close together That's all we knew to get by I recall a helpless feelin' First time that I saw my father cry Looking back on everything we had, on everything we lost Still makes me wonder was staying worth the cost? But the town folk up and left They boarded up the schools and banks and the churches And that, to me, was wrong Come next year, it would be better For the last one standing tall For the ones, that showed the most resolved. They announced the New Deal With the Conservation Act and then the Relief Fund But we were on our knees There was little hope by then So we just stood there in that line And we thanked the man for that little bit of cheese Stay close together That's all we knew to get by How I recall a helpless feelin' The first time that I saw my father cry Looking back on everything we had, on everything we lost Still makes me wonder was stayin' worth the cost?

Woah Let's go (Drvmlord) Filled my cup three times, shit still soundin' like chains, nigga Let's go Gotta analyze Yeah, a nigga still fightin' demon ties Real recognize real, niggas better recognize Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I'm certified (certified) Hurt me to my heart, seen my mama cryin' Lil' bro only happy when you fresh or when the opp dyin' (when the opp die) Yeah, I know I'm good with the punchline But don't make me get up in the field on the frontline (frontline) Superhero 'Cat, hear the engine whine Nephew call my phone, hit the audio FaceTime (FaceTime) Lost my last bitch 'cause I ain't make time Real street runner, yeah, I'm all about a dollar sign (dollar sign) Nigga lose his life tryna take mine Bet I'm doin' life 'fore I let them niggas take mine ('fore I let 'em take mine) All about the money, can't waste time Foot up on the gas, I don't never use the brake line Uh, woah, huh? Heard they hatin' now (hatin' now) Poppin' shit every day now (every day now) Put it in they face, what the fuck they gon' say now? (Fuck they gon' say now?) Shellcatcher net on the Glock side Plenty ammunition any time you see me outside (I'm outside) Turn the opp party to a fish fry (woah) Get up on 'em close, I ain't really with the drive-by (get down) Water on me like I got baptized Pull up in the hood, let the Hellcat ghostride (bitch ghostride) And I got your bitch on my right side See you tryna call, phone ringin' like the hotline (hit decline) Strapped on the stage during show time Heard they took his chain, bet a nigga won't take mine (can't take mine) Headshot him when he cross the gun line Everybody strapped, I ain't really gotta use mine (woah, nigga, get down) Gotta analyze Yeah, a nigga still fightin' demon ties Real recognize real, niggas better recognize Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I'm certified (certified) Hurt me to my heart, seen my mama cryin' Lil' bro only happy when you fresh or when the opp dyin' (when the opp die) Yeah, I know I'm good with the punchline But don't make me get up in the field on the frontline (frontline) Superhero 'Cat, hear the engine whine Nephew call my phone, hit the audio FaceTime (FaceTime) Lost my last bitch 'cause I ain't make time Real street runner, yeah, I'm all about a dollar sign (dollar sign) Nigga lose his life tryna take mine Bet I'm doin' life 'fore I let them niggas take mine ('fore I let 'em take mine) All about the money, can't waste time Foot up on the gas, I don't never use the brake line

Double R 1818, bitch Y'all know what the fuck goin' on Y'all know we really run this shit (WavyBoyProductions) Ayy, yup Yup Stretch the pack, I throw it long like I'm Cunningham Taxin' for P's in my trap like I'm Uncle Sam We put the hundreds and fifties in rubber bands Can't get 'em all, reimburse 'em then I made an oath to the trap, I won't work again Back in the trap, flippin' work again 'Member them days I was ridin' on the 10-speed Now your boy up in the big league I ain't been to Johnny, but wait 'til you see them new VV They ain't gon' want me on TV Blinded by riches like Stevie, these niggas can't see me They mimickin', wanna be me Posed in the drip, now your bitch hollerin' out, "Come and see me" Give her good dick but she [?] These niggas hoes, Catch him in traffic wit' the Drac' and I bet I'll unload Tryna get rich, that's the goal But these niggas testin' my gangsta, so I'ma expose 'em No, he don't really want smoke Said that he gangster, but seek for attention like hoes Fuck your big dawg, he a ho I jump on they foot, she be tellin' the tell-alino We get 'em in for the low My clientele good, I ain't posted in front of the store They done fucked up and freed Ghost One step on his shoe, then I'm dumpin' 'til you hit the floor Fuck all the internet posts A hundred some shots in the car, now his ass gettin' ghost We stashed the dope in the floor The junkies they runnin' in after the swing in the door I hit the plug for a boat Finessed and made jugs on the low out a realest of low Wait 'til I ice up my throat and ice up my wrists And put ice up on all of my hoes They ain't gon' like when I pop out with trap money Backends, I serve you a load of my show The .30 is on me, I up it and blew it And trust me, Lil Leak, he gon' come out to go But, nah, I'm really just sayin' Niggas out here pullin' humbles and think they the man These niggas makin' these diss songs Catch you in the endzone, get blitzed up on you and your mans Make your bitch eat up the drip Thinkin' 'bout textin' me, make his ass eat up the clip Plug gave me up on the flip Deposit it, profitin' when I go make me a flip Might have a meeting on the ship I'm on the island, the pack did deployed on the blimp I can't see none of these shrimps, big shark in the water Immediately, these lil' niggas can't swim You see the "F" on the rims I'm in the car doin' the dash with a bitch named Kim Drippin' salt might make a spill Might leave a stain, but I'm still out here packin' a steel My youngin, he fresh off a kill Fuck all that talkin', he ready to do him a drill Boy, you ain't nothin' for real All that tough talkin', you had the big gun off a peel You the same nigga that cappin' on bodies They know I got that will, you ain't got no kill I'm the same nigga that post up with choppas And wait on you bitches to come do a drill, bitch Stretch the pack, I threw it long like I'm Cunningham Taxin' for P's in my trap like I'm Uncle Sam We put the hundreds and fifties in rubber bands Can't get 'em all, reimburse 'em then I made an oath to the trap, I won't work again Back in the trap, flippin' work again.