Breaking the Rules - Varus Bell, Hell Bell, NRTI

These Niggas hating but I ain’t tripping tho

They talking sauce but I’m dripping tho

But being me is impossible

It’s like you ashy and you know it so you trying to lick your elbow

Now Varus Bell on some bullshit

He never gave up on that hood shit

See I’m the shit a real pooper scooper

So what that tell you I’m go pull shit

If you ain’t talking money I ain’t hearing all that bullshit

I’m underground just like a groundhog

I’m scooping hoes like a ground ball

I’m kinda known to get a ounce off

And can’t you see I’m lifting weight

But I ain’t left the gym when I say I got a pound off

I’m born in raised up in Starkville, in Blackjack I’m a tray for real

You better go and ask Kobe I love hey for real

Moving bails of that Johnson grass like Uncle Buddy in the hay field

At 14 I had a premonition, I use to say I was that fucking nigga

I guess I’m psychic cause I turn into that fucking nigga

Man y’all a bunch of lemons

I smell pussy but only thing I see is niggas

You got probation for yo sale charge shit I got a 20 and a yard call

You debt with the plug bitch you ran off

And black said that he got 30 for yo cap all I got to do is take it off

I ain’t got no love for no fuck niggas

Shit I’m a stud I don’t fuck with Niggas

So full of trust issues i don’t trust a nigga

Now I’m a paid man, a real made man, but still I’ll dust a nigga

I graduated out the garden I got a trap degree

I use to want to be like rush so I got gold teeth

And if a nigga diss the Ville then they dissing me

And watch I pull up like some training pants just like I’m 3

Hate me if you want to;

But dissing me is what you won’t do;

You got a gun but you won’t shoot;

So fuck you and your whole crew pussy you a bitch;

Hate me if you want to;

But dissing me is what you won’t do;

You got a gun but you won’t shoot;

So fuck you and your whole crew pussy you a bitch;

Ears to the street I hear you talking slick

You know you scary you go play the vic

I’ll Pull up on you Roger got the stick

With infrareds we use to hitting licks

How you El Chapo round here selling nicks

I’m like a movie I got the bigger picture

Hell i’m 6'6 man I’ma big old nigga

Hell it get weird when Varus in the Building

My head up high it be up to the ceiling

Don’t play with me play with ya fucking children

See You go end up being the fucking victim

See boy you pledged by some women symptoms

I can tell you on ya fucking menstrual

Boy you a hoe you let a nigga pimp you

So we turn this to a fucking issue

See nigga’s hurt now that that bag right

My status up just like the gas prices

My shit be lit just like a Vegas night

Hell I’m drew Carey now the prices is right

These nigga’s hating cause they ain’t doing right

See I don’t beef that shit is temporary

Have Mj customize ya obituary

Don’t play games up less it’s Pictionary

My word is bond this is my dictionary

Don’t be a hero I’m ya adversary nigga

I’m schooling nigga’s like a monastery

I use to pitch but that’s a different story

My neighborhood is my laboratory

Boy you bitch that’s self explanatory

Now you in Hell, this is my purgatory

Hate me if you want to

But dissing me is what you won’t do

You got a gun but you won’t shoot

Fuck you and your whole crew pussy you a bitch

Hate me if you want to

But dissing me is what you won’t do

You got a gun but you won’t shoot

Fuck you and your whole crew pussy you a bitch