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insane poetry - we got it (remix) lyrics

yeah, fresh off the presses
you got the
e
foundation in the building, about to spit that sh+t
all my riders stand up, that’s who, n+gga?
what it do, n+gga?
it’s that n+gga lowdown, blowing purple out the blue coop
big squad, n+ggas want the real scoop
b+tch, got the boot like gravy bird, man, shoot
i wear red too, understand?
i don’t mind what n+ggas think my mind ain’t clear
i send my n+ggas through the hole, say, bam, we tearing up sh+t like the grapes
at the summer jam
tell smart, kick his words, i gotta hear it, man
and if it’s tighter than paul walls, just leave it, man
we are not playing, n+gga, stop hating
we ain’t seen you in the hood since brick phones and stop datin’
n+ggas salute the general and sh+t major, cause they know i bring pain like that
b+tch’s labor
loc’d up the paint, cherry, nine, later khaki suit, me and jp tell it all
grim reality, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
bad to the bone with an off+shaded tone
i’m a g like malone, and i’m still grippin’ chrome
if i have to, pull her down to damon ryan at you
watch you get skipped and posed like a statue
better got nuts way bigger than some cashews
or you could run and go and catch you some padacute
that’ll do
if i go and break out these tools, comprehend this
i don’t play by the rules
just insane, poet, flamethrower, lyrical hot
check out these criminals, rocks and it’s a criminal shot
cause if you ain’t knowin’ who ain’t rollin’ pillin’ them rocks
if they ain’t knowin’ g+r+e, k!llin’ them quads
it’s psycho, slash, two rocks, sparkin’ the throne now
sparkin’ the four pound, it’s parked in lowdown
start the show now, turn it up a notch
as i rip apart the flow now, burnin’ up the spot
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
where are my riders at?
they got my back, i’m on one
just ran out of prozac
c+cked one in the chamber, now it’s time to launch my attack
on these overweight, garbage mcs, spark beef, you better ask about me
blow holes in these n+ggas, bout to size the cds
increase the heat 187 degrees to make these n+ggas roast
separate their physical from their spiritual
but you can see this negro is gonna drink a miracle
we up in the cup, blowin’ pounds of endo
we ain’t f+ckin’ with blunts, now we bustin’ your fronts
we be mashin’ that axe, dedicated to the streets
so we passin’ that axe
cadillacs and battle raps
40s and dub sacks, hustlers and dirt mags
stackin’ them paperbacks
whether slangin’ them dub sacks or slangin’ them dub tracks
we tired of strugglin’, we takin’ this sh+t back
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us
make room, don’t get it confused
get it crystal clear, we all in style
holla out, gre is here
yes, gre is here
we do this here
we lyrically sharp, ready to share
it’s mash up the grid, so we kick sticks and clappers
empty out the class full of all you candy rappers
you b+st+rds never forget it
dre, dizzle, gre, westside, not britain or black
y’all can’t f+ck with me
west coast white boy, never see me surfing
but i’ll have you living underwater with seaweed urchins
if these punks keep perping, freaks will need street curbs
ran and expose you as a peewee vermin
cause i bring more debt than pun dropping piggy and c+ck
i bet your motherf+cking front door step the nine inch
straight nine from a peach bin
iron fist ruling with a mind that’s sick
i climb in this, ain’t betting me p+ssy weak fish
flying jets to put my life at risk
try it b+tch
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us
come and get it, we got it
grim reality’s the hottest
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us on the block, we brought it
grim reality’s got it
you cannot f+ck with us, you cannot f+ck with us
you cannot f+ck with us
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