Joey BADA$$ - Amethyst Rockstar Lyrics
feat. Kirk Knight[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]When did rap turn into a fashion show?Too many makeup artists won't let their passion showThe anti-social mogul, havin' 20/20 visionsIn needa bifocals, for your eyes dilated ojosOpen wide, never did I owe hoesSuck a dick dilated, tell my old hoesHit my main ***** in the PoconosI'm not Pinocchio, I never lied i'd poke her noseWith the dopest dope, brand new Pablo, brand new God flowIt feel like, Escobar and ApolloSwank apparel, I put a pic on the site ‘ya megabytesY'all niggas ticking me off like headlightsGet your head right, it all falls downI bread right on the houseAlso 106 & Park and still on the couch like, “***** *****ed Jacob"I went to meet my maker, with 25 sacred stonesTold him save me a few acres[Interlude]Yeah, cause' we just some Amethyst RockstarsAmethyst RockstarAmethyst RockstarAmethyst RockstarAmethyst RockstarTry aim at this Rock Star!Time just keeps on falling, falling, falling[Verse 2: Kirk Knight]How is Hip-Hop dead? Im still makin' a killin'Banana clip peelin' n ho's im still stealin'This is not for the soda pop niggasTake me to the leader of the new school or the block dealasCause all these fakes mcs take from those figuresIs what get fake mc's infront of loose triggersCan't knock the hustle though, I may just bust a jiggaAnd lookin' through my eyes you can kinda get the pictureMo money mo problems as ya get notorious, inglorious, until you're a big victorious, no show,Only way ya get to see the kid is through a photoOr burnt up logos, and the females come out at nightAnd when the find the pot a gold they strike, seducing me?Wait y-y-yeah, you nice on the mic, ye, you lookin rightAnd you just my type, yo(***** don't get me tight)Her friend split n dipped, damn I shoulda seen thisIm in a *****ie trap and thats some clever ass cleavageWell, I think with my dick, I know you want to blow my mind for that reasonShe said "You got clever speaking"And after I'm done, I still got it leakingI dipped off ‘cause knowledge a nigga’ is still seekin'What you lookin' at son? I might rob you blindDefined by every line, niggas tryna' outshineWe’re both number one enemies, it’s sad thoughOne on one, and it takes two niggas to tangoTwo niggas to tangoWatch me go rambo[Outro]"Don’t Front on a nigga like meTime just keeps on falling, falling, falling"[Interlude]
