Listen Up Lyrics
It's Uncle Sam, a.k.a. "What the fuck? He's too dope"
You couldn’t make the crowd jump if you had 2 ropes
An your boy yellin double dutch
I burn through a custom clutch, pedal down, tires burnin & my system up
Aiight - listen up
I'm spittin pissed cuz the system fucked
Ain't like them- they're bout different stuff
It's all good though, I get it
You'd be a ill rapper if you could flow
Forget it
The loop so
Magnetic
I had to get heavy on it
Yup, spitting deadly phonics
Dutches o' that heady chronic
Blue hairs- we call that the Sega Sonic
Citron w/ a splash of tonic
But I never vomit
Act like you been there before
Or head back to the bench and off of the floor
This here's for gamers only
Forget the fakes n phonies
Me n my mic engaged in holy matrimony
Through the good an the bad I stick wit this pen n this pad
Spell it out in ways that you wish that you had
Got my hand on the pulse of this generation
So nothing that I say ever needs an explanation
Unless it wasn’t written for you
In which case you can google my crew
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The more you try to slow us down, the more we speed up
So I'm diggin' out these trenches while your chillin' wit your feet up
Stop look & listen
The man's on a mission
Everyday I strive to improve my position
What about you? How's your current condition?
C'mon talk to me...
Stop look & listen
The man's on a mission
Everyday I strive to improve my position
What about you? How's your current condition?
Nevermind, I could do without the bitchin'
