Definition Of Defeat

Ugh Alright right Ugh look These niggas wanna front like I don't got heat These niggas wanna front like I ain't so street I don't know the definition of defeat No I don't know the definition of defeat Now hands up in the air yeah Now hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah yeah Magic my nigga I'ma certified winner I'll eat you niggas up y'all niggas certified dinner Ya man don't wanna see me he better bring his writtens I'll shake the fuckin ground wit the shit that I'll be spittin Ugh I keep switchin niggas know I'm gifted Throwin crack up cuz my flow is so sickening I'll put you on my shit list While I'm on the I'm the shit list there's a difference What I spit is on the piff list Cuz I hit niggas when I blast it in they speakers I'm gettin in ya soul & I ain't have to rock ya sneakers Ballin on y'all niggas so ya might wanna step up ya defense My flow is a gift man it's no way you can teach this There's no school for my style I started wit the dub I ain't gon stop now I caught defeat tryna stare at me he tried to front So I mushed him & said little man you my son Don't try to front man we always gon win Even if y'all black ball we gon come back again & we gon be blastin wit passion & bars for the sets lights camera action These niggas wanna front like I don't got heat These niggas wanna front like I ain't so street I don't know the definition of defeat No I don't know the definition of defeat Now hands up in the air yeah Now hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah yeah Mr masterpiece pen & paper I am beast Damn Gz is this what being the best means? Cuz I don't know lose loser is my adversary Addicted to winning don't need a commentary Cuz I know that I spit that rock shit & Not heavy metal I'm talkin that block shit Posted by a project or in front of houses Movin by the ounces I'm in every neighborhood Winnin cuz I rock shit let that marinate in ya brain Pollute ya city cuz I spit that cooked cain Thanks fat joe cuz you described us best Now it's non stop packs look at this big mess You left us to clean up we not gon stress Ya'll losers scrape ya team up y'all don't exist Relentless how we rip shit Smoke & Mirrors flame boiled Don diva classics ya bastards It's a wrap yall the fuckin plastic That's it homie what more can I say When we hit ya from every angle it's over Comprendes? Y'all niggas gonna see it's ya doom day These niggas wanna front like I don't got heat These niggas wanna front like I ain't so street I don't know the definition of defeat No I don't know the definition of defeat Now hands up in the air yeah Now hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah yeah Now hands up in the air yeah It's a family affair yeah Always poppin when we appear yeah Bottles poppin cuz it's our yeah & you know that we don't care They always winning it's not fair Is what these hatin niggas say While they icing we just stay dip Ugh fresh to death Damn nigga don't wanna die today What you rockin nigga spot a frill from far away Spittin rockets cuz I'm still a fuckin rider bitch In the pocket keeps the game next to my wallet bitch You niggas wylin if you think you hotter than this clique Come at you silently but violently you feel the clips You niggas tried to be higher than me in many ways Could keep on trying b you never fuckin wit my ways All you wannabes get on ya knees you need to pray I don't wanna really have to let the lama spray I just wanna count my clips sippin bahama reds While I'm blowin on that piff in the bahama lands These niggas wanna front like I don't got heat These niggas wanna front like I ain't so street I don't know the definition of defeat No I don't know the definition of defeat Now hands up in the air yeah Now hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah Ya hands up in the air yeah yeah