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What It Is
by Sabotawj
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Weather great for baking featherweight
Hate to snatch ya plate
But I ain't ate since 8 and its a quarter past ya fate
Elevate the state don't get caught up in the current for currency
Hercules verbally behead whoever they've crowned currently
Find them floatin dead face down in da mainstream
Outkast but im goodie with the mob and rep stay clean
No tarnish to be completely honest
artist should get they royalties Garnish for kickin all the garbish
Sabotawj done spit it with hardest
Get love from the heartless
Any comp is irrelevant round elephants
And your delegates is way too delicate
Line em up we Lay em flat
Nevermind they be sayin in they raps
They straight rats
In training online wavin straps
Oh Its just entertainment but we ain't entertaining that
If it ain't raw we don't feel that
You aint got no skill we don't feel that
If it ain't move the crowd we don't feel that
Mill could you slap up something ill
For this real rap
Yeah you know what it is
You know what it is
You know what it is
Ask you muth f she know what it is
Heard they plotting to take my spot
Same reason i heard is why the fuck they not
All bark no bite loud talk no fight
Only thing you runnin is ya mouth all hype
360 rappers like hoes that use teeth get ya head right
Own those rights watch the dough rise that's get ya bread right
Yo jewelry stepped on blended metals lackin purity
Just like ya flows get exposed when next to a pure emcee
Lazy rappers call us purist that's purely a cop out
Same cowards only wild when the camera n cops out
Borrow our styles then they water em down
Pay homage or we going start calling em out
Note to you auto tuners that is not a note nope
Fans you can thank the labels for shovin that down ya throat
We do what we want give a fuck what they thank
Two middle fingers for the hate
Two trigga fingas for the fake
If it ain't raw we don't feel that
You aint got no skill we don't feel that
If it ain't move the crowd we don't feel that
Mill could you slap up something ill
For this real rap
Yeah you know what it is
You know what it is
You know what it is
Ask you muth f she know what it is
Weather great for baking featherweight
Hate to snatch ya plate
But I ain't ate since 8 and its a quarter past ya fate
Elevate the state don't get caught up in the current for currency
Hercules verbally behead whoever they've crowned currently
Find them floatin dead face down in da mainstream
Outkast but im goodie with the mob and rep stay clean
No tarnish to be completely honest
artist should get they royalties Garnish for kickin all the garbish
Sabotawj done spit it with hardest
Get love from the heartless
Any comp is irrelevant round elephants
And your delegates is way too delicate
Line em up we Lay em flat
Nevermind they be sayin in they raps
They straight rats
In training online wavin straps
Oh Its just entertainment but we ain't entertaining that
If it ain't raw we don't feel that
You aint got no skill we don't feel that
If it ain't move the crowd we don't feel that
Mill could you slap up something ill
For this real rap
Yeah you know what it is
You know what it is
You know what it is
Ask you muth f she know what it is
Heard they plotting to take my spot
Same reason i heard is why the fuck they not
All bark no bite loud talk no fight
Only thing you runnin is ya mouth all hype
360 rappers like hoes that use teeth get ya head right
Own those rights watch the dough rise that's get ya bread right
Yo jewelry stepped on blended metals lackin purity
Just like ya flows get exposed when next to a pure emcee
Lazy rappers call us purist that's purely a cop out
Same cowards only wild when the camera n cops out
Borrow our styles then they water em down
Pay homage or we going start calling em out
Note to you auto tuners that is not a note nope
Fans you can thank the labels for shovin that down ya throat
We do what we want give a fuck what they thank
Two middle fingers for the hate
Two trigga fingas for the fake
If it ain't raw we don't feel that
You aint got no skill we don't feel that
If it ain't move the crowd we don't feel that
Mill could you slap up something ill
For this real rap
Yeah you know what it is
You know what it is
You know what it is
Ask you muth f she know what it is
