Hellacious Flow (feat. Kweli)

Yes, I'll be back on my stupid Talkin' my shit in the way that I want Cause they know that my words are undisputed You can't be tough on the gram But duck in the smoke cause that's not how we do this And I could be beefin' with Brody and fuckin' his sister They know that I'm ruthless I got the drop so they know I ain't clueless And I steady be speakin' on true shit How you gon' claim that you real But still from your mama that shit be confusing You got all this counterfeit money They put in they pictures I see the delusion But I just stay out of the streets And they know my beats cause I'm up on my music Niggas be snakin' they really be losin And niggas be hatin' on all of my dreams Cause I'm livin' up faithfully If you know where I stand and you seen what I seen Why the fuck would you play with me I know it was God who carried me through all my struggles I'm thankin' him graciously Cause I don't be stuck on these niggas I'm stuck on these women I'm stuck on the greater me And I made amends Cause I done got hired and people will want me so I can't pretend And I be proud of my ways I do what I want, you do what you can And I always pop out like a rebel Dancing with the devil, she holdin' my hand We both know these niggas is pebbles And not on my level, my era won't end And I'm off a wavy wave Been surfin' like I'm in a clan Man, I'm sick of y'all lazy waves My lyrics put em' in a trance Dancin', yes I get paid to play These niggas sittin' in the stand I'm steady avoidin' my major waves The waves that tell em' I'm in off a split feed So fuck a kite, I get higher than hippies You know it's never a point when I'm rollin a joint Get so high that I'm dryin' my kidneys If he lickin' a spliff, then you with me So thirsty down in this coat like I'm Whitney If you barkin' that shit, you get dug goin' up through the clouds And I'm up in this blicky Goddamn, they gon' try to get me Cause my money stacked up through the chimney And at first I went left, and then I went right Young nigga, listen in to Siri I know I'm talkin', can you hear me These niggas never speakin' clearly And if you got guns, then fuck runnin' ones My nigga, we up in your theory And I pop out hot and hellacious, fightin demons But they try not to face us Layer paper, now I'm stackin' my cake up Niggas dappin', but they claim that they hate us Run the piggy like my last name was Jacobs He fumbled, I'm gettin' my weight up Beast mode, like on Future, we lay up Holdin' L's so you know that's a fake dub And like a shoe, I get laced up I got your shawty right next to me And I ain't trippin', you know that she caked up I watch her so when we fuck, she be face up And I can get in her guts from Miami to Tampa My nigga, you know how we stay tucked She like it rough, so I knocked off her makeup Thumpin' shawty while I'm pullin' her lace front Goddamn, I just did a oopsie Cause I nutted her back like a mile off a track While she claim that we watchin' a movie I got this cash in my pocket, my blick and the other Get shot if you crumble this blue cheese Niggas hatin', I'm skatin' I'm zippin' through niggas like Gio from Team Umizoomi I got this paper watch, they try to do me And you know that these niggas be 2C Spillin' blood, they be hotter than loose leaf Fresh off the printer, you know we need new sheets I put his head on the stick and his homies be bobbin' and weavin They callin' me Bruce Lee Kick his ass, now he fallin' off two feet They fuck his hoe, now she part of my groupie Young Winnie, but niggas thought that they knew me