blaq poet - i-gititin lyrics
[intro]
who haa
[verse 1]
rhyme flow dangerous, 30 plus, never rust
n-ggas can not hang with it, it’s like being hit with a f-cking bus
i hear ya n-ggas talking, tell me what the f-ck ya smoking
blaq poet, don’t provoke him, henny drinking, haze blowing
gun-toting b-st-rd, what the f-ck ya want to do
i swear i’ll blow at ya n-ggas, that’s word to kenny lou (kl)
keep it a hundred, i’m the best that never done it
n-ggas want to give me the crown and i don’t even want it
what i do want is for you punks to pay attention
ain’t nothing wrong with that kiddy sh-t, but this what’s been missing
premo on the beat and me on the rhyme
that means it’s heat on the streets, it’s about that time
[hook]
i get it in, for all my thuns that’s not here
for those whom i shed tears and ran with for years
i get it in, for new york, true talk, n-gga
we the best, what the f-ck you thought?
i get it in
[sample]
“yeah kid”
[blaq poet]
hold up hold up, hold the f-ck up premo
[dj premier]
po’ what up?
[blaq poet]
yo
hold up, hold up
[sample]
“go in, go in”
[verse 2 (w/ dj premier)]
ya here to witness, n-ggas got no choice but to blast this
hip-hop resurrected, i rise from the ashes
and you know, blaq po’ is like a submachine
it ain’t a f-cking thing to blow your -ss to smithereens
i’m on some queen sh-t, “bridge” sh-t, mean sh-t
what other n-gga makes this ill, gangster lean sh-t? (i don’t know)
what other n-gga makes you just want to get it in? (i don’t know)
what other n-gga drink that gin on top of henn? (i don’t know)
what other n-gga make that real hard sh-t
make them other n-ggas make all that bottom bar sh-t
let them other n-ggas run around and chase them hoes
i let them other n-ggas run around in them tight -ss clothes
let them other n-ggas sit back and think they came
let them other n-ggas talk about their whips and blings
i’m from the streets, motherf-cker, and i’m really hood
so don’t make me do it to you ’cause i really could
[sample]
“yeah kid”
“you not an mc, you’s a rapper”
“go in, go in”
[hook]
i get it in, for all my thuns that ain’t here
for those who i shed tears and ran with for years
i get it in, for new york, true talk, n-gga
we the best, what the f-ck you thought
i get it in, for all my thuns that ain’t here
for those who i shed tears and ran with for years
i get it in, for new york, true talk, n-gga
we the best, what the f-ck you thought
i get it in
[verse 3]
i splatter your matter n-gga, you never mattered
all over the block, n-ggas need to stop with all that chit chatter
yo f-ck these n-ggas, y’all fake as n-ggas
see me and you smiling in my face as n-ggas
snake -ss n-ggas, don’t think i see you slithering
how stupid can you be when you know i f-cking get it in
i let you get closer, then i put this close you
leave your -ss in nova scotia, stiff where n0body knows ya
gangster kaiser, the mac light your night up
i sit back and light up, them things tear you right up
oh i love it when a plan comes together
when my hand touch the cheddar, feed your mans to the shredder
i get it in
[outro]
who haa
yeah motherf-ckers
straight gutter sh-t
(what up)
blaq poet
(year round)
dj premier
the game is over
it’s ours
we the hardest
we the best
(nygz n-gga)
uh
free rave roulette
you heard
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