I give a shit about the kick that`s been coming from the underground spot
beating the pop up, the fuck up that lays all around.
Now give me sound from the other side
every night it`s gonna go on and flow on and on and on and on.
Mister son of a gun I got a run now.
My time is over run you over like a Range Rover.
Oh my god incredible superstar,
throw some lyrics make them run like a supercar.
When you know where I`m at, your fatter than fat,
cause help me god if I ain't the cool cat.
Unequal, it`s not even legal
I`m chased by the rap police like Bugsy Seagel.
Baseline, baseline we`ve got fools on the case and their giving me baseline.
Baseline, baseline.
Baseline, baseline we`ve got fools on the case and their giving me baseline.
Baseline, baseline
Now we`re back in the game.
The Quarashi pain it`s plain
I see the suckers fall out and the fuckers call out: Pick me up.
But they don`t know what it`s about.
I do my shit on the mic and I`m pleasing the crowd.
Jump back, get back or else your getting a smack on your face
just like your daddy used to smack you way back in the days.
This ain't no silly ass game I`m playing, hear what I`m saying, now start praying
What we have is breaking us down. (x6)
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