Wtfu@ (feat. Semi Six)
Yea
In the building brim low, all I see is the floor
They think Tha Carter back, these whatchamacallit raps
Never seen this before
Dropping emcees with toe holds on my solo, just sent to Soko
Going for Intercontinental, so you can keep the local
Pocket Jams the enterprise, motherfuck the other side
Niggaz so gone, I'm Sauron, you see it in his eyes
Had to grind to get better, the alpha to your omega
They can't hang man, Rain Man how I put it all together
Craft bars like Bastone, you're just Art Sloan
This future legend in flesh, really been a Fresh Prince
Arrived the same day as Big Will, a rider since big wheels
Wiley with mics, dropping harder than anvils
If you the shit, I'm landfill
Still dumping, that boy up to something
Way he spit, got yo bitch legs split like the Jumpman, no Tubman
Who run the underground, quit fronting you love this sound
Spitting rounds, stakes raised, shut it down, but-but-but for now
Shut the fuck up bitch and just dance
Get one more drink in yo hand
Who me, a brother be the emcee
I'm with my nigga Semi, I'm with my nigga Jay P
Now is you fucking with me, now is you fucking with me
Is you be fucking with me, is you be fucking with me
Girl is you fucking with that, how I be humping the track
The thump in the back, don't act, where the fuck you at
I'm on
Planet Namek cleaning up Goku and Frieza mess
I be the best, Ila cooked the beat, I put the beat to rest
Chalakaboom, flows flying after my frag blow
Y'all have no, vision like Ab Soul in a black hole
Y'all never seen power
Make every rapper in yo team cower
Raise all the fucking numbers in yo green scouter
Art of rhyme, I blow up after death like a martyrdom
Figured that out without the spark of a Harvard mind
So appreciate what we do now
Cuz me and my niggaz, we got the style
To get you off yo ass and get it grooving
My niggaz move in, without usage of any U-Haul
Shooting just like a pool hall, ready to Murder Mook y'all
Pushing like Leonidas and watching you and yo crew fall
Ya'll too small, do like Night Crawler and fucking poof off
Cuz me, Ilajide, and Jay P tearing the roof off
Shut the fuck up bitch and just dance
Get one more drink in yo hand
Who me, a brother be the emcee
I'm with my nigga Semi, I'm with my nigga Jay P
Now is you fucking with me, now is you fucking with me
Is you be fucking with me, is you be fucking with me
Girl is you fucking with that, how I be humping the track
The thump in the back, don't act, where the fuck you at
In the building brim low, all I see is the floor
They think Tha Carter back, these whatchamacallit raps
Never seen this before
Dropping emcees with toe holds on my solo, just sent to Soko
Going for Intercontinental, so you can keep the local
Pocket Jams the enterprise, motherfuck the other side
Niggaz so gone, I'm Sauron, you see it in his eyes
Had to grind to get better, the alpha to your omega
They can't hang man, Rain Man how I put it all together
Craft bars like Bastone, you're just Art Sloan
This future legend in flesh, really been a Fresh Prince
Arrived the same day as Big Will, a rider since big wheels
Wiley with mics, dropping harder than anvils
If you the shit, I'm landfill
Still dumping, that boy up to something
Way he spit, got yo bitch legs split like the Jumpman, no Tubman
Who run the underground, quit fronting you love this sound
Spitting rounds, stakes raised, shut it down, but-but-but for now
Shut the fuck up bitch and just dance
Get one more drink in yo hand
Who me, a brother be the emcee
I'm with my nigga Semi, I'm with my nigga Jay P
Now is you fucking with me, now is you fucking with me
Is you be fucking with me, is you be fucking with me
Girl is you fucking with that, how I be humping the track
The thump in the back, don't act, where the fuck you at
I'm on
Planet Namek cleaning up Goku and Frieza mess
I be the best, Ila cooked the beat, I put the beat to rest
Chalakaboom, flows flying after my frag blow
Y'all have no, vision like Ab Soul in a black hole
Y'all never seen power
Make every rapper in yo team cower
Raise all the fucking numbers in yo green scouter
Art of rhyme, I blow up after death like a martyrdom
Figured that out without the spark of a Harvard mind
So appreciate what we do now
Cuz me and my niggaz, we got the style
To get you off yo ass and get it grooving
My niggaz move in, without usage of any U-Haul
Shooting just like a pool hall, ready to Murder Mook y'all
Pushing like Leonidas and watching you and yo crew fall
Ya'll too small, do like Night Crawler and fucking poof off
Cuz me, Ilajide, and Jay P tearing the roof off
Shut the fuck up bitch and just dance
Get one more drink in yo hand
Who me, a brother be the emcee
I'm with my nigga Semi, I'm with my nigga Jay P
Now is you fucking with me, now is you fucking with me
Is you be fucking with me, is you be fucking with me
Girl is you fucking with that, how I be humping the track
The thump in the back, don't act, where the fuck you at
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