Funk Volume – FV 2013 Lyrics

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[Hook]

Finna throw the whole game outta focus, beat it in the head cause the flow sick FV
I'm Finna throw the whole game outta focus, beat it in the head cause the flow sick lettem know
We don’t never fade away, we just keep on moving and we ain’t afraid of bitch nigga’s talking slick act up and you can get it, so sit down and pay attention nigga

[Verse 1: SwizZz]

Z Z z Heangh, I ain’t in the building I’m base jumping off of it
Its Swizzle bitch time to take my balls out your oesophagus
I took a break and became a topic of all the gossiping
Dummies taking shots and get mad because I don’t acknowledge em yep
Starting in 08 and still ain’t fucking dropped an album
Circumstances have set me back and I’m buzzing with out one
Perceived as the hype man in the back
But I’m a founder of this shit and now look where its at huh

I'll let u have it like I’m generous nigga
Shit my existence alone is such a benefit nigga
Rewind the clock a couple years I’m still ahead of you nigga’s
Its 2013 I’m making best of you nigga’s

So sleep soundly 3 Z’s ho
I’m in the booth letting it spill, BP flow
Punchlines knocked em out like Deebo,
You nigga’s ain’t ready to stop me from running to Tim Tebow Ohh boy!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
Yo greatly awakened I’m coming straight outta Vegas
Beside from taking over we planning assassinations
The craft I’m taking I’m poetry in the matrix
We know the industry fake and we slowly about to break it
See they embrace it cause Hop was just in his basement and he secretly hired killers thats killing collaborations
2012 I put this shit back to the roots
Shit bag with yo bitch act you can get trapped in a booth
Hardest out, I’m hardly out but talking bout stoner out the group my home smell like Bob Marley’s house
I found it out and you can count me out, these rappers weak y’all lyrics dryer than cotton mouth
The problem child you surprised that I’m next
Nigga said he’s going global and I swear that I ain’t lied to you yet
Nigga’s calling cause they trying to invest
It's 2013 and the first thing they ask is we signing the cheque nahhh


[Hook]

[Verse 3: Jarren Benton]
Jarrrron Bennnnton
Hello y’all it’s the bully
In a Trayvon Martin hoodie

And a bunch of gynecology dudes to operate on you pussies
Ain’t no killer but please don’t push me,
The day you fags belittle me
Is the day that Hopsin joins a group with Soulja Boy and Lil B

Overseas they call me a sick cunt
I’m hungry and I just missed lunch
Fuck an FV 2013 song day no world its this month,
I’m crazy as Big Pun on a 5th of rum
Storm in the house pissed cause his wife hid all his sharp knives and his guns
I kill a nigga for Hop, SwizZzle, Dizzy, and Dame
Hoppa this ain’t a label bitch this is a gang
SIKE
Now when I say that all the fans will be like Hop you a hypocrite
Why did you sign Jerren and he ignorant

Ain’t going nowhere get used to me
FV ain’t what it used to be
Cause we making moves about to hit the top shining just like jewellery,
Yeah, fuck you haters who ain’t with it
And you labels that shitted homie we did it independent bitch!


[Hook]

[Verse 4: Hopsin]
(Yeah, Hopsin check me out yo)

This was something that you couldn't prevent
I threw my fucking life away to get my foot in this bitch

I see some dedicated haters and they looking to diss,
I know the fucking solution and ass whooping is it
I got the industry all shook in a stiff
Since I ain't loan em my soul you know its something that they wouldn't admit
I made a change and the devil said I shouldn’t commit
But the lifestyle he offers ain’t as good as it gets
Man I ain’t just another rapper on the list
Mackin on the chicks doing big collabs every track tone a hit

I’m the captain of the ship
Plus I’m back upon my shit take a note of it and stick it to a magnet
Of your fridge, so yo asses don’t forget that my purpose is astronomic (nahh)

I ain't lighting those who hurting and lacking knowledge the burden is bad to pocket I’m certain I had to stop it the fire is burning but I’m emerging
To ashes falling, my image made all you folks doubt but I made it through the vicious cold route
Now all you nigga’s get to see my flow sprout
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Sorry momma but I gotta roll now and I made some cheese now I can finally afford my own house, I see nigga’s speaking on shit that they don’t know about I excel in places they failed so they think I sold out, (shit) but this is what the fame does we came up and made our name buzz and now they mad cause they ain’t us

[Hook]

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