Strapped

Yeah, (uh huh, uh huh) Guilty Simpson We're bringin' this one home for the [?] (J Dilla!) Detroit City, there’s nothin’ like us (What’s goin’ down?) (Real) yo! I sit on the end at the movies and let my feet stick out Any nigga with a problem get his teeth chipped out Fuck around and get your fleet picked out My nina ross is like window defrost when this heat kick out (out!) Bring your heater when you come to the D That’s why the invitation reads B.Y.O.G Beyond focus, graduated from the ranks of hopeless Great shot, my gun scopeless It’s Detroit’s turn, sit back and learn While we kick back and yearn, sip yac and burn The best weed, you wanna challenge my theory my nigga Let’s bleed, turn the Great Lakes into the Red Seas I smell the bitch in you niggas from here I’m in your face so I’m positive you’re hearin’ me clear (yeah!) It's all year there will be no fakin’ So you pussy niggas should consider relocation We barricaded gunmen, armed with artillery Strapped, livin’ the live, this ain’t rap, nigga It’s Guilt and Jaylib attackin’ ya Got a [?] full of [?] Shootin’ at the game we play, but the way that we play it Mad to beat it and Jay Dee to spray it Guilt for the get-away and shakin’ the haters Fuck sayin’ your names, makin’ ‘em famous [?] for bullyshit, so you don’t need them house shoes Or nothin’, just like what peeon niggas amount to When we bounce through, don’t get nervous You gets no service on some no shoes no shirt shit Is it serious here? Wait for the verdict It won’t be in your favor the case and the jury is bribed You can compare it to [?] I spit it, it burns, you better learn I’m one of the greatest alive And got somethin’ to say? Choke on the balls Jaylib invade, it’s over for y’all (motherfuckers) We barricaded gunmen, armed with artillery Strapped, livin’ the live, this ain’t rap, nigga It’s Guilt and Jaylib attackin’ ya Got a [?] full of [?]