This how you ‘possed to spit it
I'm ‘possed to be a beast up on them posters with it
Nobody out there is playing the position I play
I never see the bench, my dude. I stay in the game
I run all quarters to get it, man. I play thru the pain
People on the sidelines say he insane. (Sheeit)
Ain't no need to expand on that
I just body them beats and take a stand on tracks
They talking bout me like, "Boy, he that dude."
He breathe on them till they melt like wax (Ohhh)
This muthafucka on that body them quick shit
Plus he got somethin', he spittin' that sick shit
Can't induce vomiting or flush it with liquid
I'm inside the system. It's over. You dead, bitch
So breathe easy when you see that boy
Or the last thing you'll see's that boy. You understand me
Body that
(We gonna) Body that
Body that
(We gonna) Body that
Body that
(We gonna) Body that
Body that
(We gonna) Body that
I give you a rundown of what you can't get
I rock body that style. That talk ain't spit
I push ‘em all to left like you take six
It's my turn to get down and I'mma straight shit
On anybody trying to take it from the boss
Go head get in line, I'mma serve you a loss
Or maybe I can let it ride, buddy, but a cost is involved
It'll cost you your life not to get tossed
In the pit with the leviathan. Set it, he riding, man
The boss of the movement, baby, we starting riots, man
Setting them fires, man. I'll burn this muthafucka down
And still be on the stage smoking the wires, man
So grab them pliers and crank this muthafucka till it break
I'mma shine on dudes until I blind ‘em, man
Till they rewind it and
Take it from the top so much the button break
And they can't make it rewind again
