Orlando Brown – No Fear Lyrics

[Verse]
I ain’t never had a problem in my motherf**kin’ life
Never ever gon’ assume that ain’t nobody f**ked my wife
It’s whatever to you pussy mothaf**kas rolling dice
Rip the heart from out you faggot rookie niggas sippin’ Sprite
Father forgive me for killin’ them
Healin’ them, cockin’ and peelin’ them
Never been feelin’ them, f**k it, I’m drilling them cars
And dealin’ them, wishin’ they willin’ em
Mentally illin’ them, ice grillin’ ’em
Milli Vanilli, a milly, a million
Ritalin silly ’em, Jean Billie ’em
Fans stealin ’em, taking in millions
Mike “Thrillin’” them, niggas I’m killing them!
f**k Barack O., bless Obama, kill my daddy, touch my mama
Life’s a bitch and so is karma, if you snitch, I’m bringing drama
Last of the Mohicans
Youngest living legend breathing
Shoot up you niggas this evening
Yo mama screaming like a new baby teething, f**k the reason
HAM I’ma go, damn I’ma blow
Bam nigga, slam to the flo, scram if you know
I’m that man that’ll go ram in yo ho
Yes my plan is to show damages to those
Spam man, man eating foes, randomly pose
Jam yo family below, amity pro
Y’all can’t stand me but do I give a f**k? No
Then Miami I go, nigga cutthroat
Most you niggas be cowardly bitches
I’m sick of you critics, you never will get it
I’m thinking of bitches, I brought me a ticket
My nigga I’m with it, they want it, I give it
Stay on my pivot, I’m f**kin’ terrific
Super prolific, ball like a Riddick
Sorry I shitted, I shouldn’t of did it
Hold me acquitted before you be lower than midgets
I’m a G, only thing on my mind is getting paid
Pay attention to pussy niggas calling it Ace of Spade
Chop the bodies up then I rinse the blood off with lemonade
Young Chapo called me up and told me that they about to raid
Rats it go, hats it go, crack the flo’, pack the dough, smack a hoe
Ass control, lateral, practical, calico, factual
Capital, my status quo, baddest flow that you now
Radically, radical, magically, magical
Crashing down on everybody else tabernacle (nigga!)
I am the definition of being fed up with every one’s shit
If you rapping, you ain’t me, you a bitch
All you pussy niggas making me itch
He was hood now he’s changing his pitch
Come around real niggas to snitch
No wood with disposable dicks
Pray to God that you’ll never be rich, Mitch!
No motherf**king fear, only ambition here
Do what I must so my family forever clear
If you represent it then I’m ending your year
Cause I dedicate my blood, sweat and tears
If I could just collect my money and smile
Then I wouldn’t be wilding but I guess I’m Pac’s unborn child
Lord! If I die before I wake, I pray a hater’s soul you take
God is gracious, He’s so great, He made yo ass participate
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil
Daily I awake to phonies and fakes obviously see through
f**k the race of humanity, the camera slowly pans to me
As ratchet hoes dance for me, living the devil’s plan of greed
Nigga you got a fam to feed and a bitch that understands your needs
Making love romantically, naked butts in a canopy
Nigga testing the man in me, driving me to insanity
C’mon you wan’ romp with me? I’ll make you ass an amputee
Jack my dick annually, feel my gangster philanthropy
A million angels dance with me, though I’m deadly than cancer be
Feel like they took my chance from me, f**king up every plan for me
Had me panicking frantically so now I take a stand for me
Can’t you see when someone’s had enough? Everyday for me is rough
And though I’m really f**king tough, loosen up these f**king cuffs
Through to all you niggas bluff, gin and juice still in my cup
Shoot you pussy niggas up, keep the Desert Eagle tucked
f**king bitches in they butt, Andy Griffith, Tom and Huck
You niggas shit out of luck, I will never give a f**k
Once I was blind now I can see
And what did I find? Delicacies
Nobody divinely better than me
Crack open they spine and sever the seas
Living in my prime you better believe
Waited until the time was better for me
To open my mind and mentally breathe
Hoping that my mom don’t die in her sleep, I’ma creep
f**k that, nigga bust back, cut that
Got a slut that love to suck that, butt fat
Its a must that I kick facts, you fat
f**k Mickey Mouse if I’m too black
Tell Minnie Mouse to suck my sack like Raven did when she was black
When you hear that rat-a-tat, I suggest you niggas scat
I’m the shit mothaf**ka, I know that you amazed
Digging ditches for pussy niggas that had me in a daze
Calling out all you rookie niggas that’s out here getting paid
Holy spirit just over took me and now I’m in a rage
I do not give a f**k
Will never give a f**k, lifted my pencil up
Gotta refill my cup, telephone blowing up
Nigga I’m growing up, that’s why I’m owning up
To shit that I did when I wasn’t that old enough
Living is cold enough, I didn’t know enough
Now I am old enough, mental control enough
You know my story, but nobody told enough, yeah!
Great debater, hi hater, skyscrapers
With the Lakers in Jamaica, undertaker, baby maker
Planet shaker, money raker, know you niggas can’t relate to
How I’m living, you a patient, God forgive ’em while I’m living
Sippin’ from a cup of sinnin’, Holy father I’m repenting
My revolver’s name is Clinton, alcoholically relentless
Leaving busta niggas chillests, seen you faggot niggas skillets
I been here and I’m the illest, mothaf**ka I’m the realest!

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