Go Hard Pt2 Lyrics - Kid Vishis

[Intro - Royce talking] 

Bar Exam 3 tramp. Yeah! Whoooooo! 

[Verse 1 - Royce] 

Fuck is wrong with you? 

Go ahead and inform your crew 

That I can end your career in less than a song or two 

I'm a tyrant, I'm like an iris in my empire 

You're as threatenin' as Miley Cyrus with the hiney virus 

Dead a verse, I got more bars than Leavenworth 

The present president backwards call me "Tnediserp" 

I shoot niggas with knives, stab niggas with guns 

Kiss hands and shake babies 

I make the medic hurt 

Fuck a producer too 

Them faggots is fuck boys 

I should rap over the Brinks truck backin' up noise 

The city's in an uproar over the hustler 

I got it on lock like up north but much more 

These rap niggas sayin' that they rollin' on them wheels 

But the only rollin' they doin' is rollin' on the pill 

They high 

Speakin' of rollin' 

We roll 

You will see us get paper before you see us fold 

Hip hop nigga 

The opposite of neo-soul 

The only thing sing is my pistol when I'm takin' Ne-Yo's soul 

You aspire to get a chain that's glistenin' 

I aspire to get a chain of businesses 

I retire nigga 

Gettin' at me ain't what the business is 

I kill the kitten if he witnesses 

I make it look easy 

Before I Self Destruct, I'ma get some hoes pregnant like 50 & Lil' Weezy 

I don't give a fuck about shit 

Got nothin' to say to y'all but "suck dick" 

I fuck yo' bitch and send her back to you 

Pussy like she been in labor dawg 

And when I'm done with she gon' need a cable all 

My dream mistress is a Bitch like Nicki Minaj 

And if the ass ain't real then I've with the facade 

The pistol, the pen, drinkin' with me, pick your demise 

The silencers screwed on now the clips in disguise 

Now who the fuck goin' harder than Nickel? 

I take a shit on any nigga, no regard for tissue I go hard 

So much harder than everybody 

I John Doe tag the toe of every body 

[Chorus] 

We go hard 

A yeeeeah 

We go hard 

Da da da da 

He go hard 

A yeeeeah 

We go hard 

Da da da da 

We go hard 

A yeeeeah 

We go hard 

Go hard, so hard 

So hard, so hard 

Whoooa 

The best nigga in the game 

Yeah, you know this 

Da da da da da da da 

The game never be the same 

Yeah, you know this 

[Verse 2 - Kid Vishis] 

Ignite violence 

Make him swallow shells that'll clog his windpipe 

Make the doctor do the heimlich 

Fightin' for the loot like a riot 

This is Pay-Per-View 

Rap niggas don't it unless they buyin' this 

Blame it on the drugs like Steve-O, you still a Jackass 

I spit dope, my fans got a crack habit 

If you can beat me on beats congrats 

The sore loser when I snatch him out the booth then I beat his ass 

What you call rappin', I call trash 

Every punch you call strong, I call jabs, so listen 

I'm sicker than a stripper, if you tip her give her fifties and twenties 

Hit the lights she realize it's counterfeit money 

My niggas get large cash 

Push the rock good as Bobby Hurley 'fore the car crash 

I get star cash 

Tour cash, more cash 

Don't wanna pay me, I'ma take it out of your ass 

Do what you want fam 

I say fam cause I fry a man 

Feelin' angry man, I'll flight 'em in 

Feelin' godly, what fool wanna battle me? 

I use the Earth as a cue 

And shoot pool with the galaxy 

Few could challenge me who do catastrophe 

Three cash guns point the guard, I'm Steve Nash 

You a rap group, I'll slap through 

The only time you see a gun is when mine is pointin' at you 

Skip the church and the reverend 

I'ma put 'em on a 747 and the destination's Heaven 

For example 

Break into my notebook and find more shit than the cops friskin' Rambo 

Make 'em fade to black, fit 'em for a blindfold 

Told you I'm a Dibo pitbull (die slow) 

I'll really hit your crib with the semi 

Break a nigga baby back and ribs 

I call my bullets Chillis