Underground
Team Backpack make some noise how y'all feelin?
I go by the name of Catalyst Bars
Cats Life 3 coming soon, Alien Fam too
Aight, here we go. Smoky, Smoky
Yo, Here we go again with the poppin' off
Anything hurts, now walk it off
They just wanna talk all nonchalant
Better spit that verse with confidence
Team Backpack my Confidence
Also live no "off and on"
And I hustle like there's no tomorrow
A thin red line we walkin' on
I solider up, sick of the bullshit talkin
That often sold to us, I know wassup
Took it in, gotta learn as you age grow older up
It's so disgust, in to the man with spins on repeat mode
Everyone just loves the club, every chicks a freaky hoe, yo
Bring it back with a rap like this
Back in highschool they used to ask me why do you act like this
Do you got two cheeks and an ass to kiss
Better than I ever been, a veteran I get it on the mic like this
Life like this, roamin the land of the selfless
Too many fish in the sea to be selfish
Step to the mic like Ali, or Mobb Deep when I SThem
Still in the kitchen cookin', ain't get no sleep 'till Brooklyn
I'm Beastie Boy
My my my move you wear my words just like a Ouiji board
Aye, let's keep it going
Backpack
Lil nigga shit, uh
Yo, easy like easy baked ovens
I'm the real thing, you Eazy-E cousin
Easy does it
Moving up like Weezy, spit like Weezy
Act like Yeezy, he love him self
I'm a G, this easy, no pun intended
Futuristic speak so disgusting
Feces on enemies that be coming at me
I treat the beat like we fucking
Beat it up, make it scream 'til it's coming
Beef and you feeding me and my stomach
Lean and weed for me, my team and my woman
Drink peach CÎROC, oh jeez, 'til i shouldn't yo steez
Sweeter than Reese's Pieces
Leave them all in pieces, peace
I leave a piece of me when I speak
Fiends will keep coming
I got cheese, Mickey D's, just please, cause he love it
Decipher that
They don't really wanna cypher Zach
I don't really wanna murder everybody that's been talking
Ain't nobody got time for that, nah
Childish flows, they compare us but I'm already grown
And they already know
Futuristic did it all on his own
If you talking to me, you better be watching your tone, nigga
Money talks, so I talk to my phone
Don't call me if you're talking alone
If I had a mirror, I'd be watching the throne
Holy shit, I think I just got in my zone
That's scary, right?
I told them I was gonna do it so believe me
Only time you'll ever see me is if you're watching the TV
Or if you're buying a ticket to my motherfucking meet and greet
I swear to god this shit is too easy
I go by the name of Catalyst Bars
Cats Life 3 coming soon, Alien Fam too
Aight, here we go. Smoky, Smoky
Yo, Here we go again with the poppin' off
Anything hurts, now walk it off
They just wanna talk all nonchalant
Better spit that verse with confidence
Team Backpack my Confidence
Also live no "off and on"
And I hustle like there's no tomorrow
A thin red line we walkin' on
I solider up, sick of the bullshit talkin
That often sold to us, I know wassup
Took it in, gotta learn as you age grow older up
It's so disgust, in to the man with spins on repeat mode
Everyone just loves the club, every chicks a freaky hoe, yo
Bring it back with a rap like this
Back in highschool they used to ask me why do you act like this
Do you got two cheeks and an ass to kiss
Better than I ever been, a veteran I get it on the mic like this
Life like this, roamin the land of the selfless
Too many fish in the sea to be selfish
Step to the mic like Ali, or Mobb Deep when I SThem
Still in the kitchen cookin', ain't get no sleep 'till Brooklyn
I'm Beastie Boy
My my my move you wear my words just like a Ouiji board
Aye, let's keep it going
Backpack
Lil nigga shit, uh
Yo, easy like easy baked ovens
I'm the real thing, you Eazy-E cousin
Easy does it
Moving up like Weezy, spit like Weezy
Act like Yeezy, he love him self
I'm a G, this easy, no pun intended
Futuristic speak so disgusting
Feces on enemies that be coming at me
I treat the beat like we fucking
Beat it up, make it scream 'til it's coming
Beef and you feeding me and my stomach
Lean and weed for me, my team and my woman
Drink peach CÎROC, oh jeez, 'til i shouldn't yo steez
Sweeter than Reese's Pieces
Leave them all in pieces, peace
I leave a piece of me when I speak
Fiends will keep coming
I got cheese, Mickey D's, just please, cause he love it
Decipher that
They don't really wanna cypher Zach
I don't really wanna murder everybody that's been talking
Ain't nobody got time for that, nah
Childish flows, they compare us but I'm already grown
And they already know
Futuristic did it all on his own
If you talking to me, you better be watching your tone, nigga
Money talks, so I talk to my phone
Don't call me if you're talking alone
If I had a mirror, I'd be watching the throne
Holy shit, I think I just got in my zone
That's scary, right?
I told them I was gonna do it so believe me
Only time you'll ever see me is if you're watching the TV
Or if you're buying a ticket to my motherfucking meet and greet
I swear to god this shit is too easy
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Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield
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