Tonalité : D major
Verse 1
D
Uh, uh, yo, what's up cool?
Yo, what's up stat?
Check it out, we got some more crazy
Gm
D
funky shit for you this time.
Dang, that shit bombin' too.
So you know what I want you
to do coming straight out to
H -T -X
Nation?
What's up?
Yo, smash some
Slater motherfuckers.
Intro, let's start the show.
Suckers can't flow so now it's
time for me to go.
Cause see it's cooler than before,
as soon as I see em in your mind from the door
Cause it ain't no more talking,
so when you see me you best be walking
Matter fact you better run,
G
D
you know the rules cause you're messing with the wrong one
But you probably stay in front,
but that's what I really want
A fight, that you think you wanna start,
knowing all along you's a bitch to the heart
Letting your boys hype you up,
you got to be smoking, you got to be piped up
To think you're gonna lock up against me,
boy you get fucked up
For fucking with the lyrical master
that I just might have to
Blast the
MC for stepping to me
E's of
E, yo pool put em big
So check it out, yeah,
the microphone wrecker
Dandy one to come better
When it comes to this,
I'm a super superb supreme
And those who in a scheme get lined up,
they get dropped to the dirt
When I bark,
I'm going hunting in the park
Scoping, tagging out like a
Chinese order
Flinging for your ass to the border
My melody rhythm's
telling me to slay
Coming your way because
the hills don't play
So when I see the whites
of those eyes
You're going to realize
Pussycat used to boil your lies
And I'm a big bad pitch boy
Locked in this boy
You're back to the nation
The
FM station is playing this battle cry
So don't even try to make peace
You're still going to die
For
Charles
Wood's treason
Cause that's the reason
My rhymes are lowin'
cause it's hogadak season
For real?
Ha, it ain't no thang
What's up with them steds?
What them niggas wanna bang?
Nah, I don't think so
Matter of fact, no, so
Man, it can't kill
As I continue to flow
Back up on the microphone at home
Teaching the amateurs is so I'll show
The way to go and to flow
like a wet stream
You just had the hilltop camp
of commandos
Ammunition is at a peak
You qualify to be weak?
Well, we'll see
The slime bars whose heart is minimal
Faking
Arsenio, claiming us criminal
Move it, prove it, but see it's hard though
I play the ball so like
Nicky
Scarfo
Behind no bars though, stalking real slow
You wanna get busy?
Man, just say so
None of that wouldn't expect that trait
But the fourth letter,
keep trying to be better
Cause on your hands and knees
crying safely
Torture ass like an abandoned baby
D
Studies the name,
six letters of dopeness
Scheming to conquer,
but man it's hopeless
So just chills out playing like a fool
D
Step back, relax, we're steady and cool
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