[Verse One] My beats bash Pump the beat up, the competition bask While I keep up with lyrics in a flash Who creeped up? Look my peeps up They peep me getting busy breaking bad Effortlessly, ripping the shit over stabs Phrases are razor sharp, your dome gets slashed On your cerebral cortex, I leave a gash that you never forget Or leave alone in the past Ripping the set at any fucking sound clash Rocking the party, we arrive at long last Repeatedly flowing whether its seated or standing room only Got all the tenderonis just shaking that ass Inspiring them to the microphone pass Do like Moses and clear the path quick fast Ruin the hopeless, Im never losing my focus Im out to prove Im the dopest and I could do it like that Putting it all out on every fucking track I shoot for the future but Im going way back I put it in your eye I put it in your mouth Put it in your brain like my joint was crack I feel the hit coming, just brace for impact Like you was tied to a railroad track But aint gonna be no running when Im putting down the smack Showing the wack whats lacking in this rapping in fact I give to clapping, Quannum get to red packing em You quarrelling then we attacking Them shorts? They get to crapping Them spots? They get to crackling, after that We throwing them rhymes like cans and vicious attempts at jaw packing With jabs [Hook] Dont respond Dont want none Hold your temper, bite your tongue Shining sun, burn like sun rays, stick up the days, Lester Hayes Dont respond Dont want none Dont want to test where this virus from Shining sun, burn like sun rays, stick em for days, Lester Hayes [Scratching] x4 Stick up Lester Hayes [Verse Two] My words crush Go on the scene like an ill bum rush Who list Lateef and the Chief, now what? Dont jump back or youll get smashed by the bass and the crash Instead of kicking that butt Act like you know, dont play idiot Every show we straight blazing it up Utilizing this microphone as a fire hose That spits flames, steady flows and thrust Bust like a cannon when the mic is touched Rough like the surface of a bristle brush Plus got the smooth linguistics Thatll get your girl caught up in a sticky situation, stuck Blushing but still wont stop shaking that butt Such a shame she got to giving that up But such is the game of love Still got to love it when youre playing cause the playing is good I get it crunk 100 skills, no motherfucking luck I represent real without passing a buck All of the above over Chief Xcels lush Production with function and funk deluxe And you should never try to compete when the force erupt Cause the offense in our defense is so dangerous We gonna stop ya abrupt Take everything that we touch Dropping that guy that you clutch Gaffling your profits and such Your chinstrap I pull up because the timing is tough Your whole crew will get cut Clean out your locker at lunch We hit the suckers with bunches of power punches and hooks We leave em lumpy, they cant even see which exit we took [Hook]
lester, hayes, sun, like, respond