Shush (feat. Scorpius) [prod. by ONE]

Shoutout to bish When I heard shush I was like shit I have to make something like this I got respect to Nehru But f*ck all the rest These bitches ain't even number two You and I right we da best Lyrically there ain't no comparing to me Verbally ripping their anatomy So outta your league couldn't walk in my feet Yeah I'm the king lynguistically Summoned Scorpius with voodoo mimicry Tell all the bitches shut the f*ck up for me Tell all these bitches shush Passing em by like whoosh I'm the real champ and you king of the fake So quiet bitch or your life I will take Get all these bitches to shush Driving past em like whoosh Like Beethoven I don't hear em talkin Shush bitch that's my style jockin She may be only a ghost but still closely I clutch her Look into my reflection and I see myself hover In an ethereal dimension you have yet to discover Smothered in the pains of the love for one another Were you an abuser the victim a user of your lover Refuse to see her win so you choose to lose each other Letting loose the noose excuse the useless clutter They go in there to use she used to be a cutter Used to be a beauty you see her wings flutter Stutter out the shit you spittin don't fucking mutter Bboy my brotha I don't know how much more of this shit I can suffer just f*ck him and f*ck her Shut the f*ck up bitch that's enough of what you sputter Talking you ain't walking only stalking in the night Why run your fucking mouth if you ain't ready for a fight Ain't nothing to fear in the dark if you walk in the light Tell all these bitches shush Passing em by like whoosh I'm the real champ and you king of the fake So quiet bitch or your life I will take Get all these bitches to shush Driving past em like whoosh Like Beethoven I don't hear em talkin Shush bitch that's my style jockin Oh shit I had to come back Wasn't done with you I ain't leaving rap I'm in this game I'll show you my trap Do your style better make you look wack Turn your fans against you like whoo snap They won't remember you like who's that Get the girlies dancing with the boombap On any style I'm the cool cat Like Joyner I'm the C E O Kill em all I said before Walk in the room they quiet now Had to teach them all they need to bow Ooh cus I'm the king yeah Shush bitch you don't talk yet You speak when spoken that's a threat Put em in his place now who's next Tell all these bitches shush Passing em by like whoosh I'm the real champ and you king of the fake So quiet bitch or your life I will take Get all these bitches to shush Driving past em like whoosh Like Beethoven I don't hear em talkin Shush bitch that's my style jockin