Yeah, come on y'all ain't girl We pretty we hit hard we takin' over the
Reminisce we takin' you to your school days us the mic and we flip it fifty million ways, they don't know Sloppy with your flows you bore me at shows Whack clothes and karaoke demos, they don't know
Aight you caught me studios And stages the outrageous sensations I'm tragic trapped Inside the pages Of melodramatic rages to to mention Over the fact of these cats lack comprehension
In other they don't know I see 'em cringin' When spooks to penetrate the next dimension Ming rhymin' and singin' It spooks and bringin' It black light will swallow your shine from diamond ringin' It
How times must I remind the spooks is killin' shit We on some thrillin' nothin' but hits on my disc And I am witness to this lyrical and rip You still don't know so you'll be frantic as we hijack the
They don't we expose flows like no clothes And chest full a holes with I spit storm shadow and that's reminiscent of monks Blowin' up lungs with C4 laced in
You mentally tour my book Is covered in thorns Some givin' a fuck some fuckin' hip hop porn Book at testin' Mc a dumb Mc I said who's the Mc You young Mc
Let me guess you rockin' hip hop In '88 Naw naw man It was like It was 19 nigga too late I'm smackin' up cats to back slap crack in my Bitch bouncin' off of your dome and splatter your van
Reminisce we takin' you back to your days Hand us the mic and we flip It fifty million ways, don't know up your mind and you'll find the spooks in it Experimentally sick pusin' the They know, they don't know
Shoppin' for a with persistence Initially label heads like what is this It won't get from original to different Conceptual hip hop will be
The will swing back again Pass accept now follow the Hard to believe but to pretend revolution is why we began They don't know, don't know
Too soft niggas stress try your best to same some hip shit Get caught up In these lyrics with me you get your wig You tired of me try me even stand beside me I be people you study big up and high five me
Forty million one nine hundred and sixty two I'm unpredictable and so is my crew accidental everything I do is intentional Joe Davis creative and unconventional
A lot of truth seekers are people for secrets Some assembly tryin' to find my house and I got beef With everyone of you wannabes to infiltrate my company You swear you the business But actually you don't nothin'
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, who dat It's the ha ha ha what Niggas don't hate me 'cause I'm fly on I'm the one on driveby's, yeah
I keep pleasure in my clever raps Once I sever the track I'ma live inside a stack I don't stutter once my tome And I the bone crusher I scream on my own mother
What a pimp I roll the gangsta limp In the cut drinkin' wine shrimp Yeah on chump y'all ain't girl We pretty we hit hard we over the world
Reminisce we takin' you back to school days Hand us the mic and we flip it fifty ways, they don't know We can see us niggas my is causin' you fear Spooks takin' it there industry ain't prepared, they don't