Uh-huh, Capitol Hill, yeah
Sit back and smoke a fat one, yeah
Toronto, look, from Los Angeles to Toronto
I heard that nigga Big Zibby got it going, what, what
Spittin' at him, yeah, like an automatic
You been nigga, yeah
Revolutionary, evolutionary
Bulldozer, leave y'all with troops to bury
Clean sweep, niggas smell fair in these mean streets
It's instinct, life's a bitch and she far from cheap
I got love for my dogs, hustlin' for they feats
Put it down for this paper increase, for real
Come with it, run with it, * with it
Big socks to shock your mind and your spirit
Taste these lyrics while I spit too far in tape
Whether 2-inch, ADAT, or D-A-A-T-A-T, I impregnate
Wax and get mines regardless
Of anybody set on starving the artist
Who's next to me, the X to Z
Together we bomb MCs with text to breathe
Leavin' y'all hard-pressed to breathe
Other words, niggas show love and chicks spit the X
To Z
I run the staff, I keep it movin', movin'
Keep it goin', what, like that, y'all
Like that, I keep it movin', movin'
Keep it goin', what, like that, y'all
See, I'm quick to beat a nigga
Look, tan khakis, t-shirt, wife beaters
Hat it up, lookin' for problems
How you explain to a nigga sick and beard
At the bottom that he can't come up
Motherfucker, say what?
Stack loose so much
If you reach out and touch
You probably die from the paper cuts
I see you lazy fucks
Scheming on the speed demon
Keep on dreamin'
Give me any type of *
No reason to stop your breathin'
Yeah, it's me against the world
Cause the odds are seepin'
Anybody wanna bet me?
Socrates, bouncin' by like a jet ski
Me the bitch swing, hard stick like Wayne Gretzky
Look, I try to live where the lolos and the *** be
I still go dolo, now the homo nigga test me
I let you have it in the face, tryin' to waste me
Your homies can't face me
Cause they scared for they own safety
I keep it movin', movin', keep it goin', what, like that, y'all
Like that, I keep it movin', movin', keep it goin', what, like that, y'all
Keep it movin', movin', keep it goin', what, like that, y'all
How real is that, my nigga?
How real the rush?
How real is that, my nigga?
How real the adrenaline, what, my nigga?
How real is that?
Take that, take that, nigga
Stay back with that fake rap
Break that vocab
React to your shallow ass *
Go practice
Socrates never makin' whack *
Trust me, son
If I'm eatin' my dogs eatin'
Use experience for teachin' without preachin'
Eachin' everyday, I be thinkin' bout the future
But payin' for this new world we ain't used to
Hand in hand
We'll see you next time.
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