Lyrics:
to rise the mercury
Heat niggas, street niggas
Reflect those both when I be rapping on the beat, niggas
Looking Cambodian whilst standing at the podium
Yo dj hi-tek
Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog
Bring that next-level shit
Uh, yo, for real
That's what I'm talking about
Check it out
late
under street lights
It is what it is that’s what it be like
From where they
shoot first an dont think twice.
Member creepin out late
under them
it smear
And I got a lot of tattoos and I meant every tear
And I'm still on that street shit
Back to the beat, bitch
That's how you let the beat
(Mari Beats, turn me up)
(Damn, Yak)
Yeah
(Dun Deal on the track)
Streets raised me, streets paid me
Fucked my first bitch in the hood up
the game you better ask somebody
I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat
I drop this funk which is bumped by the streets
I been around the hood three
days, good old days
Wanna make it to heaven's gate, yeah (oh)
And we need to escalate, I need
I need direction (i need direction)
To that street
Please don't come to me
No space in my sheets
She don't rival me
Wanna come try with me but
For the streets, then please don't come to me
Icon B, no
Where do all the hippest meet? (South Street, South Street)
Where the dancin' is elite (South Street, South Street)
Side by side we're loose
right
Turn up the St t t t Stereotype for the L L Low Life
In the church of the streets
Dead end dead beats
In the church of the streets
Dead end dead
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
streets
Wanna jump 140 characters Shey Na tweet
Now I don be killer but I only kill beats
If your phone na school this song go repeat (E yeh Yeba)
Welcome
chaos, bringing the ruckus
Heavy metal heaters, mobbin under bucks
If you can't beat us, then join us
Get on the team
Street sweepers, grenades,
how far it is from my profits sellin deed
Thats how we do it on A Street
Yall niggas know me
My name known by Bitches that i will neva meet
But i keep
And dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat with me
You better movin' on and do your thing
Is he really coming back
Or is
(LeeBoy on the track)
Shoot some, hit one (shoot some, hit some)
Kill one, beat one (kill some, beat one nigga)
Shoot some, hit one (shoot some,
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
He was a canvas-back'd scatterbrain from Jazz Street
He had a '65 Chevy and and a surfer shirt full a-parakeets
It's a dead-end road by Love Canal
rich as this
And all the killers and drug dealers I know been tryna beat the streets forever
But they ain't did it yet
'Cause ain't nobody defeat
Yo sex boi drop your fucking beat box oh
Bring that next level shit
Feel the beat
Feel the beat
Wad E in the muddy fucking house check it out
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
we gonna lay up And leave them in the streets
We know you love these beats Pro stream by any means
Together, two of the greatest things You heard
where it's standin'
I got beat for the street to tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding
Girls in the daisies, drive Eazy
on the city streets
The only thing we got left is the beat
[Chorus]
All we got left is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, huh, give it
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