Ted Martin feat. Johnny R. "Nothin But Trouble" (lyrics in description)

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Got my brother Rockstar Johnny R. to hop on this song with me instrumental is "Drop" by Rich Boy (I DONT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO THIS INSTRUMENTAL ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO RICH BOY)
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No Warning Shot Studios 2014
LYRICS:
HOOK:Your parents say stay away im nothing but trouble kid/
cigarettes, alcohol, skateboarding, double flips/
Beleive it bitch im devious on some subtle shit/
I just came to fuck shit up dont ask me to cuddle bitch/

VERSE 1: Crusing brewing down norristown/
straight swigs bitch i aint pouring rounds/
bout to kill this beat like earl sweatshirt yall should call me doris now/
rain, hail, sleet, snow, p block surronded by weed smoke/
get it right from the east coast, i go in, you choke, deep throat/
my team go green like ceelo, newports yes, trees no/
yo bitch lemme plant my seed hoe gimme five minutes youll see some trees grow/
class clown nemo fish, in the cut like an emo kid/
my spots palamino bitch, spit it hotter than a jalapeno is/
got that steez bro, thats style with ease yo/
bitchy bitchy bunghole sippin captain see me cup full/
my drunkness creeps up on me like a weird uncle/
i been fuckin nuts way before my balls dropped, fumble/
throwback, lateral mom said "stop takin adderal/
you get wound up and radical, can never finish your casserole/
sorry ma you know that im starving for this note pad/
im so bad, teds the answer when kids ask where the dope at/

HOOK

VERSE 2: who is this? its ludacris i got the potion baby blue wave/
yes indeed my belts a shoelace spit so hard i give myself toothaches/
i need aspirin and some "waterboy" bobby boucher/ (my momma said ma ma ma ma my mommy said ma ma ma momma said)
Ok, i kick push like lupe, im too great/
got these smokin bitches wet like the doob laced, im whiter than glue paste/
but i dont stick around im bout to take off grab ya suitcase/
always get ahead call me two face/
you never go in you should get lube, you think teds rude?/
get it right im a jerk off, redtube/
speakin of porno im just doin me, masturbate/
study and do my homework? id rather skate/
spittin so sick and this is only my first mixtape/
them black bitches stay stuck on my wood like griptape/
no matter where im at stay sharper than a switchblade/
since sixth grade been a king on the board bitch checkmate/
im shitfaced, you misplaced, im firstplace, you aint in the race/
if you tryna hate, first ask your date how my dick taste, fuck face/

VERSE 3 (JOHNNY R.) Off a the top i adapt while i rock and shock the block when i attack/
the spot no warning shots im scorching hot, the upper echelon of hip hop/
a phenomenon whos blowin up like a marathon in boston/
a sharpened marksmen who often, fascinates over arson/
aint marsten this is my house where fake emcees aint allowed/
its underground and you wonder how, i take these beats and drop em now/
i stomp em down in the dirt superb with the words throw em in a hearse/
absurd with the verbs i love to curse/
fuck twat cunt shit my mouth is worse/
back at it, rap addict, rip bitches in half, smack faggots/
attack ratchets with black hatchets paint the canvas/
red with their brain fragments my insane talent/
is all or none, imma beast on the beat dont sweat the technique/
im sleek when i speak in different fuckin league/
i put on clinics you put on clinique/