Lyrics:
raw flavor
The sket drawn, fuck if you my next door neighbor
Uncivilized acts from a civilized cat
Knowledge my wisdom
I hit 'em, now criticize that
oh
Don't fall on my fate (line 'em up)
Don't fall on my faith, oh (rrr)
Don't fall on my fate (look)
Somebody tell Budden before I snap, he
nothing and don't make it if you no good
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I
nothing and don't make it if you no good
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I
'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em melt
They never heard of us, but look at me, I'm turning up
I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton makin
get them A's up, nigga, let's go
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit 'em up) peace up, (hit 'em up) A-Town down
(Hit 'em up) peace up, (hit 'em up) A-Town
alliance by my mind and rhymes are more than shiny
So in the 90's watch your tiny heiny get grimy
Hit 'em hard, catch him off his guard, what?
Hit 'em
look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won't take me out my element
Nah, take me out my element
I'm allergic to a bitch
with the lil' fish
I hit today, by tomorrow, she miss it
I grabbed her neck, she look up then I kiss it
I'm not a GOAT but I fit the description
I
you bought it
Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business
I blow up every time we throw up a record
Depending on what you
a bad bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em
start up a rioting, try to stop it or silence it
You're not gonna, might as well just hit the block in your joggin' attire in
Boston, across
International, you local
Bacardi mix physically fix
Hit you with shit that'll leave a loose nigga stiff
Probably thick, son, I solved 'em
Pulled him in my
'em shut up, tell 'em shut up
Tell 'em shut up!
I'm talking to you
Tell 'em all shut up,
Tell 'em all shut up
Tell 'em all shut up
And tell 'em, I'm
Who designed the snowflake
Who made the planet spin
Who came up with new born babies skin
Who created seasons
The cycle of rebirth
Who
Don't hit fudging I'm
Fucking stupid roll up fight
Now I'd rather jump than pay
But they're gonna' book me anyway
wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma start this
Shit up for real, get
in love with you (you)
'Cause I've got my own ride and a trunk full of tunes, yeah (tunes)
I drive through your hood
And I hit 'em with the
I hit
on 'em
Don't go Watch The Throne on 'em
(Your joy isn't tied to me) just hit a billi', he goin' on 'em
(Your joy isn't tied to me)
I let my ego
jerks rush the doors
Here come the deez tryin to make breeze and guns toss
In full force my team'll go at your main source
We're not tourists hit
in my inner circle
None of my checks come late, I ain't havin' that, I give 'em curfews
Dressed up like a old lady, Uzi under my church dress
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in the new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put
Mane, on God, I'm sendin' your ass to God
Don't talk about my enemies, they dead to me, why bring 'em up?
This .223 gon' end the beef (grrah), they
dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So fuck I look
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