RHYMIN WIT SKILLZ PT 1| YOUR OLD DROOG DIS (POLOVISION)
POLOVISION PRESENTS RHYMIN WIT SKILLZ PART 1
"FIRST HAND GUN SMOKE"
EVER SINCE NAS SAID HE DOESNT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOUR OLD DROOG POLOVISION'S BEEN ITCHIN TO SPEAK HIS MIND.SO I GRABBED THE DEEP COVER INSTRUMENTAL,AND BARRED YOUR OLD DROOG'S LIFE AWAY FOR SOUNDING LIKE NAS. #NOBITING
P.S. YOUR OLD DROOG IF YOU READ THIS, WE CAN BATTLE ANY TIME.
RHYMIN WIT SKILLZ (POLOVISION DROOG DIS LYRICS)
You want it? Then let’s go. Dog, you ain’t Esco
You’s a Ukrainian Landmine beggin to explode
I bet you it’s a Nas reference in ya next flow
Like the last one bout your PBS Special
Cuz either Nas wrote that, or you a dick-eater.
That’s not what I meant when I said spit ether
I mean spit mean shit that’ll rip speakers
And unvail ghostface disguise like a scream feature
Ban this Pete Rose cheap clone of Iggy Azealia
Knowin somewhere in heaven Biggie ain’t feelin ya
That nigga Pac wildin, talkin to Pun like:
“What the fuck Droog done? I ain’t fuckin wit son”
If HipHop is Dead then Droog is the clincher
Fooled us to go to your show, but how that make you a winner?
Now Nas need to admit cause you sound like the nigga
He gave you a lost tape with a couple of scriptures
Now let the world know the truth
Nas wrote u them rhymes – you studied them lines
Now you out here thinkin you live
and pulled a switch move
Not nothing my droog would do
Sayin he aint Nas but you the one droppin clues
Old droog, if them ain’t Nas bars you OLD NEWS
Got more info than Nardwaur so who wants proof?
You NOT an old friend
More like hip hop newest enemy
Sending cats on a Wild Rabbit Chase with no Hennessy
If Nas ain’t scribe that, you dick ride heavily
And that’s just foul you in a box, no penalty
Dog you a mutt, claimin a different pedigree
They focusing on FLOWS I’m listening to energy
Watching mannerisms taking notes at live events
Blood sucker of the POOR you ain’t no 5 percent
They easily led astray, So u lie to them
CUZ U A MYSTERY GOD SAY WORD
You don’t sound like HIM
You at Webster Hall with no applause at all
But then u pulled out your phone and when Nas ain’t call
U PRANKED THE WHOLE CROWD Touch tone terrorist
If Jones ain’t pen that shit man, Fuck Yo Penmanship!
Who the fuck put u down where’s yo membership?
Backwards ass clef u be gone once November hits
Cuz dick-eatin Nas won’t get you no relevance
Be still or this matic turn yo bros to distant Relatives
i aint Nastradamus but the Future I’m selling is...
BLACK SUITS BLACK GOONS BLACKIN OUT soon as I send em in
I’m the reason why Droog got ghost from the tenements
Dog your name should be Knight
Why Nas sonnin him
If you a beast man, then bet it all
Cuz in case you ain’t know, I’m Skeletor
Ain’t Ukraine and Russia dead in a war?
And you out playin games dog? Check the score.
Its gonna stay super ugly til they like, “You the man!’’
Or you reveal the architect that drew them plans
LIFE IS GOOD but IT WAS WRITTEN, here I AM
Shootin down this NIGGA album puttin fear in Stan
I’m GOD’S SON a STREET DISCIPLE, you the weirdest fan
So like Ron Artest, we gonna clear the stands
This whole circus act, make your jargon wack
Its Droog killin season, so Pardon my Back
All them kinks in your armor startin to crack
And if you gettin out of line, I’m where the margin is at
Stoppin your show like a weirdo to prove you roll ceelo
Knowin I’m the one crackin heads when in beast mode
Only way you change the game throwin on a cheat code
to reiterate Droog you sound like Nas lil hijo
When the game on the line, you missed all the freethrows
Word to ETHER this FAKE-OVER needs more people
When the smoke clears if this nigga stands
I got another smoking gun, that’ll switch his plans
When this whole clip rip bet it flip yo van
So if you plan to live nigga, live to plan
And I ain’t tryna kiss yo bitch when I spin this can
I’m tryna do a Droog greasy no Spic N Span
We can go tit for tat I don’t think or plan
I just grip the 5th click clack spin and BLAM
Clip gone in 15 ticks no instagram
You gonna wish Nas never picked YOU man
This that QUIET STORM before she’s BAD TO THE BONE
And you feel the VIBE in the air so now you grabbin her phone
Tryna intercept the GOOD TIMES cuz these BARS is NUTTY
Once she learns this DROOGS ANTHEM
ONCE SHE LEARNS thIS DROOGS ANTHEM
the broad gonna fuck me
Like a U47 spit on it n suckie suckie
She knew WHAT TIME IT was
So now we buddie buddie
While you in the corner store
GETTIN LOOSIES WITH PENNIES
I’m in the liquor store seducing groupies with Henny
And before I finish I make sure to cum in her throat
So soon as she home you can smell that POLO COLOGNE
And you ain’t gonna do shit
but ball up yo damn fist and try to figure out
how i ethered yo tracklist