Next Lyrics & Chords By L.a. Symphony

[Pigeon John]
You need to pump your breaks
Got these fools dribbling over my game like it's a dang drain
Buddy, I make money and take money, it's all the same
All lame individuals don't pay residuals
You need to shut your mouth
Don't get me wrong, it's two different things
It's like rain and drought,
It's like faith and doubt,
It's like Cain without,
Murdering?
Who's next?
Rhyme great, smell good, find a?
Don't play hide and seek so call me a player hater
Dope rhyme sayer, it's for what I'm known
A hard act to pass like kidney stone
Get your own, nobody wears?
Trying to steal my theme like the Fonz and James Dean
Young, black, and mean similar to?
With my finger I can make sheets of paper sing
? J. all day(?)
Got these pretty? screaming and it's okay
Baby, it's alright
Daddy's back and about to smack who's wack and ask who's next?
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Me!
And who's next to feel the rain of a tech?
And who's next to feel the pain of a death?
Who's next to live life, next to get a wife
Next to sell out, next to lose their sight?
Next to dismiss and eventually get pissed
Open their mouth without an element of risk
Next to sign another wack contract
And walk under a ladder in front of a black cat
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
My time to shine
I gotta scratch and snatch up mine
Time after, I rip tracks and spit disasters
I? trying to act like your pastor
React more like a possessed man?
My raps score more than fly eligible bachelors
Copycat style is still a page in this chapter
Forever finding fans, for that fact I'm no actor
Realist emcee when it comes to these words, I'm the factor.
Wake up, wash up, brush your teeth
Got caught asleep and your raps just stink
Coming up against me, what did you think
That I would just stand there, wouldn't even blink?
That's why you dead wrong and I'm a live?
Still breathing, with more rhymes to recite
Like? on?, you just got checked
Let's have a moment of silence for whoever's up next
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next who's,
Next who's, Next who's, Next who's, Next... yeah.
Good job.