[pop the brown hornet]
I had a dream that I was in an mc war
Kinda different than any other dream I had before
Mcs packin rhymes like jiggys be packin nines
They said a verse and it was like I could read they fuckin minds
I threw a metaphor, this player gave me an encore
They asked him what you go and fuck with pop for
You read his diary, heard hes won every rivalry
If you ask me I feel you owe him an apology
An old school cat who got knowledge under his cap
So dont approach me with that bullshit black
Because I been there, did that, bust shots and sold crack
Been shot at but I been put here to rap
So no matter what you do and say my style been put here to stay
Just like the sun sees the next day
Manditory that you hear my story
To all them thugs who thought I wouldnt make it, you aint got nuthin for me
You couldnt clean the shit off my shoes
That I stepped in when I was out there payin my dues
Yous a blown fuse, bad news
Good for nothin like tattoos and saggy boobs
June luva drop the jewels on em
Warn em, go get em
[june luva]
Yo lets go to war, and my objective is to score
Collectin mad points as my opponents hit the floor
You better come the best way you know how nigga
Gun play, thats the way it goes down nigga
I know you know the rules of new york
Bullshit walk, so kill all that bloodclot talk
We hawk, I stalk the streets with the ginsu
Anybody move, cop killer to your tissue
Hits you, put you where the good lord split you
Whoever that be doubtin my steez nigga please
I been through more shit than toilet bowl flushes
Ran through more clicks than nfl rushers
Plus this be the best connect that youve heard
In a long time, muthafuckers thats my word
Observe the way I just cock back and serve
Niggas in my way gettin hit with the ak
Automatic Im quick to cause static
Laugh in your face, haha, then let you have it
So lounge my niggas you in the danger zone
Its only certain parts yous allowed to roam
And dont sleep cause shorties down the block is deep
Got somethin for that ass that lift you off your feet
And thats real
Chorus:
How many mcs must we put in pain
Before somebody says dont go against the grain
The grain, here to jumpstart the earths engine
And keep the world movin and spinnin
[down low recka]
We been blessed with skill to make a nigga pay
So we gave a percentage away to mca
To take to universal from uptown round to china
You turn that tokyo back to south carolina
Whoever got the currency you got me performin at your big arena
Thats full of smoke from medina
Roll up the greenery
My niggas backstagell set the scenery
So I can let you know what rap mean to me
Its real cause cash rule under property
Im goin at the family land, nuthin stoppin me
Cockin back nine, insertin em in nine holes
Your genitals, eyes, ears, ass, mouth and nose
I been told by a higher power to do whatever
It takes to make our lives better and worry when Im deader
Mentally Im hooked by society
So Im flippin on them niggas eyein me and payin high salary
For me to tell my brothers to kill each other
I aint fuckin with the ignorant, Im goin undercover
Breakin stereotypes along with cordless mics
When evil strike I beat that ass cause he cant fight
Chorus (2x)
Ha ha, spinnin, word up, movin, we keeps it
Movin, g.p. never losin
The grain, word up, niggas is always choosin
How we move and other shit, word up, its that shit
Word up, yeah yeah, keep it movin yall, word up
Unh, keep it movin yall, word up word up, the grain baby
Yeah, yeah, niggas know how it go, word up