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s.i.t.h - rap justice lyrics

[intro: nas sample]

now let’s get it all in perspective
y’all appointed me to bring rap justice (2x)

[s.i.t.h]

oil rigs up! (2x)

[verse 1]

now who you rollin wit’?
i hope the freaky, funky, overflowin’ odor fit
they talkin game
they don’t even know the code of it
while i get it crackin
like the ultimate hacker
snack a rapper
wash em down
wit a snapple after
i’m fully fit
fully equipped
take a sip from the ladle
sit in front of my rhymebook on the table
and make it happen
me, my mind, and my pen, we be mackin
steady elevatin
buildin, and goin up like manhattan
peep my surroundings
my town is
at the bottom of the rotten
forgotten like a fetus
now we like a fungus
upon the microphone and speakers
petroleum the squad
p.e.m.g are the reapers
terror cell
we are the sleepers
and when we go anywhere
i swear, we are the deepest
you on the side
suckin’ your t–th
you are a p-n-s
so keep bein’ a phallus
and tight
while we tightrope
wit incredible balance
puttin rappers to the challenge

[hook]

you must be outta your mind
thinkin’ i’mma let it go
you tryna run up on mine?
then i gotta let you know
petroleum on the rise
y’all gotta be on the low
why that’s even a surprise?
well honestly, i don’t know
i don’t know (x20)

[verse 2]

i throw up my oil rig
bakers dozen
thirteen or nothin’
my spot is what they covet
you hear em’
huffin’ and puffin’
peep, i hear em’ sayin’
they want me to suffer from somethin’
i blow em to oblivion
when i press on the b-tton
then the war is on
some of y’all done did it for years
and it’s all wrong
i don’t do this for the nineties
that era long gone
trap, boom-bap, whatever
we can all bomb
1-0-3-0-uno
you know i’m from the now born
staten static
sporadic
addict at it
grammatically added in my attic (who??)
now who wanna combat it? (you!)
never had it
it’s in my genetics
i credit, i set it, i said it
don’t edit, leave it, forget it
wait, remember that
take it, edit it, set it, say it
then credit me when you play it
it’s in my dna
my database
like tna
love it and gotta have it
got a habit for this
all of the time

[hook]

you must be out of your mind man
s.i.t.h, sick in the head
p.e.m.g
oil rigs up (4x)

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