What It Do

(Clears throat)
His styles wild, he smiles while, thunder clouds
Surround miles, he counts his trials in hundreds now
Turn around and breathe it out
As we be loud
His heart's hardened his smarts startin, to solve problems
Death's stalkin, he keeps runnin, it keeps walkin
The King's talkin, his Queen forfeit, his Ace profit
One day I promise, Two be the promise, like Three prophets
The Foes be on us, Five-O be on us with, Six revolvers
Seven sins, Ain't heaven sent, Nine perfect Dimes
Jack of trades, his back up days, are passed played
The deck's the same, ain't nothin changed, don't pass plays
And past plays, don't have a place, in that case

Call me a Joker
I do What I Do
Call me a Smoker
I do What I Do
I done came down hol' up
I do what I do
Ain't got shit to say to you
I just do what I do

Told myself that I am the one
Therefore it is true, that's how you become
Words are weapons you die by the gun
They say what they say, but he still get it done
Heart is the guide, while jealousy kills
Do it his way, and he do what it feels
Swallow the pride it dampens the skills
Millions of ways to get to the Mills
Devising a plan, revising a plan
Constantly crossing the line in the sand
Commonly commenting I am the man
Not knockin' his flow cause he doin the dam
Who is the hoover, that think that he do it
The way that I do it, You can not pursue it
I'm lead it the truest, you leading the foolish
I'm leaving 'em clueless while leaving a blueprint
Like blue paws, down toon halls
I'm a real boy, you too false
Look down on y'all 'cause I'm too tall
You feel played, that's you dawg
Follow me stupid, I'm great with my students
The way I maneuver is that of a puma
Maybe a panther the pink one the smoothest
Yo bitch is not bad if she workin' for Hooters

Call me a Joker
I do What I Do
Call me a Smoker
I do What I Do
I done came down hol' up
I do what I do
Ain't got shit to say to you
I just do what I do
Call me a Joker
I do What I Do
Call me a Smoker
I do What I Do
I done came down hol' up
I do what I do
Do what I do, Make it do what it do

Said I came down Hol' up
Take a break to roll up
Remind me if I know ya
Travi got it sewn up
The H is what I throw up
Then I'm reppin' Soular
Explain myself to no one
I would rather show ya

Can't go like The Beatles, threading the needle
Precise like a surgical spinal procedure
Chasing your dreams mean facing your demons
Don't get it twisted with what you are seeing
Don't let the haters influence your being
Living the dream mean living in freedom
You had the vision, they can not see it
Why would they ever believe you can be it
Too many talents, not enough practice
Got enough balance to handle the madness
Fought enough battles to say I'm the master
Sho Nuff the boy his gon get what he after
Got dirty hands from all of the dappin'
Whatever don't matter I learned I adapted
Shining so much I swear I got blacker
How does he do it I don't got the answer
(Ewwwww)

(Lil Steve)