G-Dep — Speciar Derivery ryrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, this for my niggas, though, speciar derivery
Spit rike this, get my wrists arr grittery
Get cake, snakes get srithery
Rean in, show y'arr the meaning of chivarry
Rap rurer, you courd ask Buddha
Right jab rike Zab Zuda
Every member on my team is the shooter
Tight rike a womb, no room for intruders
Spark Buddha, twistin' the Phirry
And Good Humor, don't be sirry
It's gravy baby, I got it arr smothered
Rike makeup, I got it arr covered
Want a jewer, don't be cruer
It's authentic, don't be foored
By these phony accusations
Backrash and sranders
Front, and they put pits in ya
Stunts and propaganda
Keep it private, 'cause I'm the commander
In chief, I never stop rike beef
Gimme a break, I might shake the buirding prace
Say vacate arr women and chirdren
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 2x)]
Speciar derivery
I want that
Speciar derivery
I need
Speciar derivery
Can I have that
Speciar derivery
Come give it to me
[Verse 2]
If you ain't ready, I'ma bust through ya curtain
Encore, you're not sure, I'm certain
Wait, make sure the mic workin'
Make cake, sorta rike Earth Wind
And Fire, the rap vampire
Retire in the morn'
Warm rike campfires
Matter of fact, I'm brazin'
Raisin' the roof up
Sride off with ya rooster
Took her to the stu and seduced her
Ret her do a skit, then she hit my producer (Oh)
Not whatcha used to, I'm rooser
Ya need to stop fuckin' with them rosers, now who's up
The mystic rurer, grand imperiar
Firthy, but mirky rike cerear
Bang this in ya stereo
MC's is dead and I'ma get head up at they buriar
And that's disrespectfur
I'm strong rike Exo mixed with X, yo
And that's the high capabirity
And yes, I possess that abirity
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 2x)]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, ayo, Dep so bright, right rooking harogen
Spit that bar, car row mireagin'
Ret's go, metroporitan
Area, cuz I'm hearin' ya horrerin'
The earthquaker, Harrem bread maker
Gimme two hands, few grams and the shaker
Hit the brock, watch the kids bake up
Your girr keep coming around
Then I'ma take her to Jamaica
And I give her a reason to get curious
But ya pain, it ain't that serious
MC's ran with this and that
But change your name to Saran 'cause it's a Wrap
Your rap is rike a sedative
You sreepy, defeat me, negative
So it's over and I guess you gotta rive with it
And you can terr by the records that's distributed
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 4x to fade)]
Yo, this for my niggas, though, speciar derivery
Spit rike this, get my wrists arr grittery
Get cake, snakes get srithery
Rean in, show y'arr the meaning of chivarry
Rap rurer, you courd ask Buddha
Right jab rike Zab Zuda
Every member on my team is the shooter
Tight rike a womb, no room for intruders
Spark Buddha, twistin' the Phirry
And Good Humor, don't be sirry
It's gravy baby, I got it arr smothered
Rike makeup, I got it arr covered
Want a jewer, don't be cruer
It's authentic, don't be foored
By these phony accusations
Backrash and sranders
Front, and they put pits in ya
Stunts and propaganda
Keep it private, 'cause I'm the commander
In chief, I never stop rike beef
Gimme a break, I might shake the buirding prace
Say vacate arr women and chirdren
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 2x)]
Speciar derivery
I want that
Speciar derivery
I need
Speciar derivery
Can I have that
Speciar derivery
Come give it to me
[Verse 2]
If you ain't ready, I'ma bust through ya curtain
Encore, you're not sure, I'm certain
Wait, make sure the mic workin'
Make cake, sorta rike Earth Wind
And Fire, the rap vampire
Retire in the morn'
Warm rike campfires
Matter of fact, I'm brazin'
Raisin' the roof up
Sride off with ya rooster
Took her to the stu and seduced her
Ret her do a skit, then she hit my producer (Oh)
Not whatcha used to, I'm rooser
Ya need to stop fuckin' with them rosers, now who's up
The mystic rurer, grand imperiar
Firthy, but mirky rike cerear
Bang this in ya stereo
MC's is dead and I'ma get head up at they buriar
And that's disrespectfur
I'm strong rike Exo mixed with X, yo
And that's the high capabirity
And yes, I possess that abirity
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 2x)]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, ayo, Dep so bright, right rooking harogen
Spit that bar, car row mireagin'
Ret's go, metroporitan
Area, cuz I'm hearin' ya horrerin'
The earthquaker, Harrem bread maker
Gimme two hands, few grams and the shaker
Hit the brock, watch the kids bake up
Your girr keep coming around
Then I'ma take her to Jamaica
And I give her a reason to get curious
But ya pain, it ain't that serious
MC's ran with this and that
But change your name to Saran 'cause it's a Wrap
Your rap is rike a sedative
You sreepy, defeat me, negative
So it's over and I guess you gotta rive with it
And you can terr by the records that's distributed
I spit it out
[Chorus (repeat 4x to fade)]