High Standards
Aahh, damn... (damn!)
Back again... (who?)
Ipo Crita
MCD, 10 + 7...
And this time we 'bout to hit y'all
With the mathafuckin high standards...
Like ambulance siren making your ears hurt
Annoying noize another time disturb a silence
Ipo Crita in a booth is jeering at whole Earth
Ain't ready yet? Get ready for a lyrical violence...
I'ma teach you mathafuckas a thing, yeah I can
Even though I ain't coming out from a ruthless ghetto
Never included in any type of a street gang
But if you talking shit then I be forced to use a veto...
I can even do it semi-acapella
Untalented fellow, learned from hallows, now my music is mellow
The more hoes as time goes by
Want me to change... but don't you mathafuckas even try!
Yeah! Ipo Crita ain't never gon die...
As I'm creating a shit, making me incredibly fly
And even when I be rotting in grave
You mathafuckas still will value the dopest music I gave (you)!
I'ma hit you with 'em high standards!
Ipo Crita gonna hit you with 'em high standards!
I gon hit you witta high standards!
(I'ma present you a masterpiece...)
Ipo gonna hit you with high standards!
Like itty scraps of a litmus paper
Changing 'em colors of skin when needed, but not when they want
I met too many mathafuckin bitches catching vapors
So now identifying that scum ain't taking too long...
You wanna know, why I'm calling myself an Ambassador...
We all got sunken in routine, ain't notice a thang
I be repping MCD Underground Records 'til pass away...
While switching between troughs for you — is a game
Memorize my name!
Ipo Crita claiming all the mathafuckin same
He be upgrading to a higher level day by day
My high hip-hop standards will chase your pain away...
(Yeah!)
I'm closing session 'til following beat mash-up
So far, MCD Underground Records dictating the fashion...
With no aggression... So coolly and so smooth...
So you gon realize that high standards is already truth
I'ma hit you with 'em high standards!
Ipo Crita gonna hit you with 'em high standards!
I gon hit you witta high standards!
(I'ma present you a masterpiece...)
Ipo gonna hit you with high standards!
Back again... (who?)
Ipo Crita
MCD, 10 + 7...
And this time we 'bout to hit y'all
With the mathafuckin high standards...
Like ambulance siren making your ears hurt
Annoying noize another time disturb a silence
Ipo Crita in a booth is jeering at whole Earth
Ain't ready yet? Get ready for a lyrical violence...
I'ma teach you mathafuckas a thing, yeah I can
Even though I ain't coming out from a ruthless ghetto
Never included in any type of a street gang
But if you talking shit then I be forced to use a veto...
I can even do it semi-acapella
Untalented fellow, learned from hallows, now my music is mellow
The more hoes as time goes by
Want me to change... but don't you mathafuckas even try!
Yeah! Ipo Crita ain't never gon die...
As I'm creating a shit, making me incredibly fly
And even when I be rotting in grave
You mathafuckas still will value the dopest music I gave (you)!
I'ma hit you with 'em high standards!
Ipo Crita gonna hit you with 'em high standards!
I gon hit you witta high standards!
(I'ma present you a masterpiece...)
Ipo gonna hit you with high standards!
Like itty scraps of a litmus paper
Changing 'em colors of skin when needed, but not when they want
I met too many mathafuckin bitches catching vapors
So now identifying that scum ain't taking too long...
You wanna know, why I'm calling myself an Ambassador...
We all got sunken in routine, ain't notice a thang
I be repping MCD Underground Records 'til pass away...
While switching between troughs for you — is a game
Memorize my name!
Ipo Crita claiming all the mathafuckin same
He be upgrading to a higher level day by day
My high hip-hop standards will chase your pain away...
(Yeah!)
I'm closing session 'til following beat mash-up
So far, MCD Underground Records dictating the fashion...
With no aggression... So coolly and so smooth...
So you gon realize that high standards is already truth
I'ma hit you with 'em high standards!
Ipo Crita gonna hit you with 'em high standards!
I gon hit you witta high standards!
(I'ma present you a masterpiece...)
Ipo gonna hit you with high standards!
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Writer(s): Nikolay Levteev
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