Ro Ransom - Sorry Ms Ransom текст песни

Man I'm riding, with my new mixtape on the horizon
Sliding, send them in Dominicans it's 5 10
Rise then, ... boy, you caught up in that pricing
Niggas talking down but I do not recognize them
I'm on my lv shit, chewing on a Nutri-Grain
Stomping on these dirty ass rapper till my shooters str ain
You're off track don't come nowhere near my chu-chu train
The day I die will be only way I'll lose the game
Love music, hate yours, Will E Coyote but I never chase birds
They wanna kill a nigga so they can create birds
And cults
But I'm not the one that easily be poached
Easily be approached and either receive a choke
Or a sleeper at least I hope you can see that your team's a joke
If you do it on your own then who the fuck can stop you? Nobody
You cannot imagine all the bullshit I got through
I leave, come back, demand attention like the Rock do
Say fuck my click then trust a bitch is something I will not do
Spit like hot too, sick like ha'chu
Hungry, I am underfed, my pockets need that wonder bread
Opinions are opinions, let me state the facts
Plus my wardrobe is gray n black
Bullshit, I ain't playing jack
I'm 19 and I'm great at rap
So what the fuck you gotta say to that?
Bets can't see me, the best can't beat me
First rapper that ever watched ... weekly
They saying he's the one, I'm apparently him
I'm bringing hope to New York city like I'm Jeremy Lin
Cause I'm a monster on the beat, I'ma dawg without a leash
I make it hot around your block, I make a sauna out the streets

you are wrong if you believe that you are conquering the beast
Pretty girls that's from the Heights wanna get it on beneath the sheets
Who are you supposed to be, you're getting old
I put beats in a clover, leave submission hoe
Quick assessment, you hoe is weak my bitch is go
I'm global warming, even locally, your shit is cold
I never regretted sayin what I feel
Only shit I shoulda said, coulda said, woulda said
But that does no good, instead, please learn from my mistakes
Life is too short to not take every chance you face
I think I'mma feel like this forever
Forever, forever ever, forever ever
I'm sorry Mrs. Ransom, cause Ms. Ransom don't exist,
And the reason for that being all I care about is this
Man I swear I'm out this shit, don't you dare talk about this shit
Disrespect this Harlem world, somebody's airing out the click
I ain't tryin to face a casket, I'm tryin to face a bad bitch
Designed to make fashion, tidal wave crashin
All-purpose style, No-bama state accident
Beside no swag, that's the by the way whack shit
Even if they kick me out, I find a way back in
No time for women cause I'm trying to make a classic
But I see Rihanna in my future y'all
I talk a lot of goals, but I plan to shoot 'em all
I took a lot of time, I hope I ain't losing y'all
Ransomnia, the 2012 coup de grace


Thanks to Peadar Sheep & atomicburrito for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to atomicburrito for correcting these lyrics