Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
Whooo
Watch the wrist whipping
You know what I cook up in that kitchen
Got my mask on and still spitting
Log my website get subscription
Bout to f*ck the game, this just tip in
Uh
Easy baby
I do this for a reason baby
For the hood and them peasy babies
Single mothers that do greasy labor
Cause they rather work than accept paper for them sleazy favors
I keep it a buck one hunnit
And man, f*ck who want it
I lace my Jordans, and run it
If Nani roll it, we blunted
If niggas shading, I sun it
These players kick it, I Pun it
I baked it cooked it, and done it
It makes them sick to they stomach
Whooo
Aint no cure for that though
I'm just here to fill my stats bro
Oppose the killings of my black folks
Here's the number for my facts yo
Dial it
They got me like
Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
They say
I spit that boom boom pap
Man my pistol in this booth cocked back
If you talk that smack
Man
This new hip hop whack
The game called told me bring bars back
These the flows they lack
Uh
So I went and bust a uie
Have these newbies, in they hooptie
Bumping Lewie
And if ever you doubt me
Back up off me
Hardest in the game
You better tread softly
I like ya lil drive
But ya breaks faulty
Here's a cup of water cause I know my nuts salty
Sicker then a bitch
Corona virus coughing
Hustle like a crip
From Crenshaw and sluason
Every track I get
Guaranteed assaulting
Fly up in my drip
Leaky ass faucet
This industry fruity I'm sent here to pause it
I came a long way from the mic up in the closet
They got me like
Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
Lew Static - 9pm in Quarantine Lyrics
Lew Static - 9pm in Quarantine Lyrics
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Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
Whooo
Watch the wrist whipping
You know what I cook up in that kitchen
Got my mask on and still spitting
Log my website get subscription
Bout to f*ck the game, this just tip in
Uh
Easy baby
I do this for a reason baby
For the hood and them peasy babies
Single mothers that do greasy labor
Cause they rather work than accept paper for them sleazy favors
I keep it a buck one hunnit
And man, f*ck who want it
I lace my Jordans, and run it
If Nani roll it, we blunted
If niggas shading, I sun it
These players kick it, I Pun it
I baked it cooked it, and done it
It makes them sick to they stomach
Whooo
Aint no cure for that though
I'm just here to fill my stats bro
Oppose the killings of my black folks
Here's the number for my facts yo
Dial it
They got me like
Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
They say
I spit that boom boom pap
Man my pistol in this booth cocked back
If you talk that smack
Man
This new hip hop whack
The game called told me bring bars back
These the flows they lack
Uh
So I went and bust a uie
Have these newbies, in they hooptie
Bumping Lewie
And if ever you doubt me
Back up off me
Hardest in the game
You better tread softly
I like ya lil drive
But ya breaks faulty
Here's a cup of water cause I know my nuts salty
Sicker then a bitch
Corona virus coughing
Hustle like a crip
From Crenshaw and sluason
Every track I get
Guaranteed assaulting
Fly up in my drip
Leaky ass faucet
This industry fruity I'm sent here to pause it
I came a long way from the mic up in the closet
They got me like
Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
Whooo
Watch the wrist whipping
You know what I cook up in that kitchen
Got my mask on and still spitting
Log my website get subscription
Bout to f*ck the game, this just tip in
Uh
Easy baby
I do this for a reason baby
For the hood and them peasy babies
Single mothers that do greasy labor
Cause they rather work than accept paper for them sleazy favors
I keep it a buck one hunnit
And man, f*ck who want it
I lace my Jordans, and run it
If Nani roll it, we blunted
If niggas shading, I sun it
These players kick it, I Pun it
I baked it cooked it, and done it
It makes them sick to they stomach
Whooo
Aint no cure for that though
I'm just here to fill my stats bro
Oppose the killings of my black folks
Here's the number for my facts yo
Dial it
They got me like
Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
They say
I spit that boom boom pap
Man my pistol in this booth cocked back
If you talk that smack
Man
This new hip hop whack
The game called told me bring bars back
These the flows they lack
Uh
So I went and bust a uie
Have these newbies, in they hooptie
Bumping Lewie
And if ever you doubt me
Back up off me
Hardest in the game
You better tread softly
I like ya lil drive
But ya breaks faulty
Here's a cup of water cause I know my nuts salty
Sicker then a bitch
Corona virus coughing
Hustle like a crip
From Crenshaw and sluason
Every track I get
Guaranteed assaulting
Fly up in my drip
Leaky ass faucet
This industry fruity I'm sent here to pause it
I came a long way from the mic up in the closet
They got me like
Woahhh
They got me on lockdown
Record a hundred records like I'm Pac now
I turn the news and another black shot down
I see his mama tears and I hear the gun sounds
What we gone do with it
Do with it
I mean how we gone move with it
Move with it
I'm thinking like
This government den gone too far
I sit back and write these quarantine bars
But you don't hear me though
Writer: Lewis Jordan
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