Bows Down

Duration

4:30

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Bows Down 3-15 //Chorus// I'm not gonna stop until The best bows down to me Bows down to me.X2// 1st Verse: The greatness don't stop; you can tell by the tone. Local niggas scared when they hear my gift on the microphone. So they might go home, or talk back. Thinkin' they rock hard, but they know they not that. Lemme spit the truth; y'all niggas speak absurdities. Shinnin' through the darkness so y'all know you ain't hurtin' me. I know that you've heard of me; you deny it though. You just tryna block me from the path I'm tryna go. You're just too blind to know, when you see truth. I got that 20/20 vision; you, I'll see through. You know how we do -talkin' 'bout the team. Livin' like underdogs, but it's really never how it seems. Feelin' like rockstars; feelin' like celebrities. Laid back; bumpin music -yeah, that's our amenities. Wanna cross the seven seas; perform at sold-out shows. City after city, fan base don't stop growth. //Chorus// I'm not gonna stop until The best bows down to me Bows down to me.X2// 2nd Verse: Until they all bow; won't stop the hustle. Double the trouble and fuck any struggle. Sorry lil' misses; ain't no time to cuddle. The piece to the puzzle to reign in the jungle. Yeah, that's what I'm tryna be. But if I only get it to see the spotlight in this lifetime for only fifteen minutes well then goddamn; it's fine with me. Did you catch that?; betchu didn't. So to a slower flow, I'm switchin' to it. "Switchin' to it" or "switch into it"? Decipher that; betchu couldn't! So keep it trill with the realist and never fake. Or get hit in the head and never wake. Stoppin' my flow's a big mistake. Kill you and eat your girlfriend like a steak. She'll swallow my sauce and ask for seconds. But I'm too busy for a second round; I'm tryna make the list of the rapping legends And lyrically attacking niggas. Capping weapons compared to my lyrics is having heavens aware of thy merit's Trapping methods prepared to kill witnesses; bagging felons impaired by my gimmicks. //Chorus// I'm not gonna stop until The best bows down to me Bows down to me.X2// [Outro] Ay ay, look it's Fif, niggas. Reppin' Knu Skool E-N-T, muafuckas. You know what it was, nigga. Ha. Usually I stay humble with this rap shit. This time you got me braggin' though. Oh well. It's that cocky confidence; you know what I'm sayin'? Or is it that confident cockiness? I don't know. Haha. I got this here, I know that much. Whack flow on the first verse and then I just killed it on the second, but that's how I do. 3-15, yo.