Either you blind or you out of your mind But either way you niggas still can't see me Type of niggas that'll kick off the war Kick off your door Run up in yo teepee You thought he was brave Until he got popped in his braids Now they got him on the news on TV Like I said Either you blind or you out of your mind Either way you muthafuckas can't see me
[Verse 1]
I been mean with the flow All I needed was an obscene producer And I Stay stoned like I seen Medusa That go Smokin the dro and strokin your ho If she over 18 seduce her Let me introduce us properly Rap name's X Raided AKA Nefarious Rap game's next greatest Call me Jesus West Coast messiah Came to bring the West Coast up higher And I spit fire Just sayin real truth kill you Think I was playin fool? This ain't kind of you Spontaneous never know what the fuck I'mma do Stingy with money like I'm a Jew That's a unnecessary stereotype Like all niggas got big dicks and men can't jump if they white My bad I was tryna keep your stereo hyped So what I write in my pad Ain't necessarily right And it's tight!
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Bloc-Blocc Star Keepin in movin Deep in and groovin I flow You frequently booin Your music and loosin your ho You need some improvements The critics abuse you refuse Is killin your spirit dude You need a muse I'm amused by the news I've beem hearin see now See you got some new dudes to hear it They sound like me when I made 'Vengeance is Mine' And I give it to you for tryin But I'm big and you little niggas is shyin Go in the black and rhyme Tryna copy the best It's like (????) the best I'll be probably depressed If not for the game It's probably away Have a dope MC We'll probably be left Snoop Dogg! God drops detox and inspected And shocks and inject Direct to the top of the charts I provide the rest Like adrenaline shots to the heart I arrive the hardest sincerely from the top of the heart It's X Raided nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
X Raided got a flow like Lynch But since the human's so wicked Wear the cornrows cause his brain so twisted Here we go again Hit rewind if you missed it He's an incredible rhyme writer so gifted He's an incredible rhyme bider Which leaves me to become an inedible rhyme writer Check 1 2 is the mic on? I don't want to say it again That might annoy you like Mike Jones I'm just tryna write songs Don't mean to confuse you fools Scramble your brain like a stupid dude's Rubix Cube (Hey!) Colors screwed up like a retarded kid crayon You whack rappers synthetic like Ray on I heard it was said Big X Raided was dead So to get this verse Rich had to do some say-ons And I rolls in the grave Like the crow But the bird said Deliver me a magnum and flow Yeah
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
It ain't over No, no it ain't over muthafucker Here we go Hey Hey I'm the hardest nigga spittin In state prison Since Rash Cash Was arrested and paroled Put the best one in control To grasp and caress this mic Lay a verse in one roll Granted death wish in one blow Plan plot strategize Mention you was safe vision bone First I'll wake up with your face missin Like Trevolta and Nick Cage Open this switch blade Poke your rib cage And collapse your lung Snatch your bitch Kidnap your kids Snatch your young Then a ransom note and a package come 50 G's to get back your son Look inside the box Can't believe your eyes cause that's his thumb Which once upon a time Was attached to your son Pay now Play later But that damage is done They say life is too short And I was born to matter Leave your cocktails Northern California's back It's X RaidedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
