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reef the lost cauze - big deal lyrics

[intro]:
yeah, yeah. ladies and gentlemen. we got reef the lost cauze and eyego/direct in the house tonight. they’d like to play one of their new tunes. it’s pretty funky

[verse one]:
yo, i punch n-ggas in the face for livin’, disgrace the system
counterparts wilin’ ’til we state prison
used to tape prism for videos of hockey games
spittin’ in the mirror, no lie, i used to copy kane
this not be game, this is real life
spittin’ since ’89 motherf-cker, i’m still nice
yellow pad, black pen, i still write
i always said y’all couldn’t make albums, i’m still right
i’m live action, you movin’ still like
quick as a cat k!ll mice i crush steel mics
that makes me superman homie
so i murder you, you, you and your stupid -ss homie
line ’em up
anyone who want to see the man
don’t slap me five, i’ll f-ck around and eat your hand
i’m gon’ ruin your life, you’re gon’ give me a hand
i don’t even rhyme i just came here to see the band

[hook]:
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
i’ve been nice since i was on a big wheel
i’m reef the lost cauze, i’m kind of a big deal
spit straight from the heart, you know this sh-t’s real
so what you rhyme homie, big deal
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?

[verse two]:
i get trapped in between the lines
just cause i rap don’t mean you won’t get clapped between the eyes
you think you nice, i’m actually surprised
you a tranny understand me, not naturally a guy
i got the trashiest mind and get nasty as swine
koch is the label of what they asked me to sign
i want the f-ckin’ paper
you sharp as some scissors they used to use to cut construction paper
since kindergarten
i’ve been r-t-rded
literally
look at this sh-t you started!
d-mn that was wrong of me
motherf-ckers can not name one wack song from me
and if they can’t they don’t know good music
it ain’t real to me unless the hood approves it
so keep a quiet tongue, before i fire guns
like blaaow!

[hook]:
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
i’ve been nice since i was on a big wheel
i’m reef the lost cauze, i’m sort of a big deal
spit straight from the heart, you know this sh-t’s real
so what you rhyme homie, big deal
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?
how ya feel about it?

[verse three]:
try to spar with me your mind will melt
they used to praise jesus and whip slaves
that’s why they call they self the bible belt
i started my own label, just to sign myself
i’m always sayin’ i’m the illest just to remind myself
he’s major cake, three layers
you just a motherf-ckin’ fall guy, lee majors
i was the kid in the cl-ss who would always eat paper
i spit darts, you a big pr-ck, cheap razor
i’m the illest in the game, the east savior
any rhyme bout, no doubt, sharif favored
and if not, you better check those odds
i be right at your door, you better check those logs
no new tricks, i don’t respect those dogs
i pull up pipes on you, like we ’bout to check for clogs
if we can’t make payroll
we stickin’ up white boys at st. joe’s, let’s go hawks!

- reef the lost cauze lyrics

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