Since the first episode,
you didn't dig that it would last,
but this time,
it's Cali agents for your sucker ass.
Air hustling,
bust the ass,
I transform from mental to print.
You got a beeper.
Still you coming up with length.
So I start my mission, leaves my residence
with secret evidence of the United States past presidents.
We all a family, so therefore, we must fight,
because we from the same blood, the most
tired coming back to claim us.
Subconsciously, I crush my comp digitally,
lyrically with the chill of Israel over my physicality.
My bedroom's blocked with seven virtues of mine.
I lift off like Mr. Spot,
cause the surface can get you shot.
Certain churches done missed the spot.
I bless hip hop, connect my dot.
Plus make you respect my block.
I bust off like how I pistols your ass.
What happened to them cats that said we was trashed,
that said the road that we was taking to success wouldn't last?
Yo,
nowhere to be found,
these clowns,
they bits made.
I'm the switchblade,
talking that *,
you get split.
We double-ketted, never forget it.
The nons let it, let's spread it on the ground.
Minus the head and crown.
First round, ridiculous sound, getting down.
Coming to your spot,
running you out of the town.
Profound tag team, shattering hopes and dreams.
Be on your insides, ready to rip the seams.
Straight from the stitch,
some brothers can act bitch.
Stroke ass niggas pretending to be rich.
Can't rhyme a damn lick,
but still be on the mic.
They don't want the beef,
but still we gotta strike.
So put the track on, I'm ripping the backbone.
And call up your friends,
I'll bring you the bat phone.
And no team better than Asian Rascal.
We blood brothers, in it, enhance the cash flow.
Yo, what they gonna do when we blaze they spot?
Looking around for different ways they can stop.
No gimmicky *, it's just straight hip-hop.
We blood brothers, taking care of one another.
Rascal and Planet Asia ain't no breaking this bond.
We blood brothers,
to the finish with the faith in our palms.
So anything that comes between me and this cat getting dope,
it's life or death.
* around and have your back on the floor.
You know the combo,
and ever since we took it back home,
we kept the trademark.
Leaving emcees, booking back home.
Calliages to the fullest like this,
there is no other.
And that's all I got to say for CA. We blood brothers.
Now wait a minute, let me put my 10 cents in it.
When you see rash,
you better scream out,
Lieutenant or Captain.
Niggas be overreacting,
but we just ignore gold from shore to shore.
When niggas test you, they got to test me too.
When God bless you, he must have blessed me too.
We one and the same,
and ain't a damn thing changed.
Stay out of the rains before we bring y'all to pain.
The ball in the chain,
it don't apply,
that's why.
You got stuck and got hung out to dry.
Try to be shy, but that * don't fly.
Sparking the jam like it's the 4th of July.
See we got plans to travel throughout the land.
Make plenty of grand while y'all sitting in the stands.
Sharing this *,
but I just say hearing this *.
Talking the trash can get you ripped from the ass.
You know that the rise in Planet A's fit raids.
We holding it down 365 days.
A million ways to get
sprayed in the fade.
I sharpen the blade,
two on the blocks for the trade.
Permanent shade under
the dirt last burnt.
And what you gonna do when selling tapes don't work?
Get you a job, I know
it seems real odd.
We sticking together like two peas in a pod now.
What they gonna do when we blaze they spot?
Looking around for different ways they can stop.
No gimmicky * it's just straight hip-hop.
We blood brothers taking care of one another.