rock (heltah skeltah) – f.o.h. lyrics
[verse 1]
listen…
i’m on the loose again
superfriends, soon to win
the sum of these three letters’ll tell you what you are in
bullsh-t n-ggas should model in chicago jerseys
the game needs sprite — y’all so thirsty (drink up!)
obey that, play that straight crack rock
code name “katraz” — alkatraz, you don’t escape that
a n-gga you can believe in, i’m still scheming
to take over this world while getting brain from that pinky b-tch
matter of fact, kakey; that b-tch’ll make me lose it
ball juice all over the place, skeet skeet
but i digress; my quest
is to make you -ssociate real sh-t with flyness
flies nest on sh-t, f-ck it, it ain’t tough
show plies he ain’t gotta sound stupid to sound gangsta
sweaty palm n-ggas with heavy cronz
drop the ball when you need ’em to rep for y’all
f-ckouttahere
[hook]
we don’t believe you. you need more people (f.o.h.)
we don’t believe you. you need more people (you say ya sket gon bang)
we don’t believe you. you need more people (ya set won’t break)
we don’t believe you. you need more people (i guess yall all get dat cake)
you can tell’a industry dat… or tell’a streets dat
do i believe dat? no sir!!
we don’t believe you. you need more people (f-ckouttahere)
we don’t believe you. you need more people
[verse 2]
i know deception all too well
ya lidu tricks n schemes dont surprise me
i’m a con & who gon’ shock a con? ain’t n0body
why waste charges on you suckers? you ain’t n0body
plus da cops can’t prove it if it ain’t no body
yo arc, dey say dey insane but dem hoes quite weak
i ain’t fooled — i know karazy i don’t know karate
half r-t-rded, if you ask me, slow probably
its fever hot in this jungle but ain’t no spike lee
its just m-monstaz, be-ssiz, animals, demons
gorillas n leaches, motherf-cking machines, b-tch
dey dont want no street sh-t, keep it industry
i’m just wishing a n-gga would — jay bo y.b. clik
bang; i’m trynna get rich — lame, stay away from me
weak n-ggas food — when im broke dey look like steak to me
i am way more den a mere bit streeter den you
it ain’t a prank when’m heaters to you!!
f-ckouttahere
[hook]
[outro]
just f-ckin witchall..
but i ain’t f-ckin witchall
we don’t believe you n-ggas
you ain’t foolin n0body!!!
real talk
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jay made it a hot line
i made it a hot song. rock on!!
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