[Intro: Raekwon] + (Yelawolf) Chill, chill, chill, let 'em rhyme man You know what it do man, just sit back (REMIX~!), relax Yelawolf, what up? (Yeah) Raekwon in the building
[Yelawolf] I wish a motherfucker the best of lucka Suckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and fucking pucker I got pull like a trucker, specifically Southern Louisville Slugger tucked under Chevy rubber to bust your bubble Hug your mother, don't lie to your brother You know Yela's trouble, call the police, look at these bleeding knuckles Alabama's elephant feet rumble Get pummeled and beat underneath the concrete like a street plumber Give me the bucks from in the trees, hundreds of leaves cover the Mossy Oak sleeves, I got 'em, believe it momma Corny motherfuckers, we shuck 'em And animals, we stuff 'em, a cannibal, he's bluffing, naw Woke up in the morning with a fucking pen and a pistol I put one to the paper, I put one to my fears Stuck up a shop with the pen, then I shot up my notebook I'm reading bullet holes, I wish a fucker would
[Chorus 1: Yelawolf] + (Raekwon) (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me that I ain't Hip Hop, BITCH YOU AIN'T HIP HOP~! (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me that my shit gon' flop, BITCH YO' SHIT GON' FLOP~! (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me that I ain't Hip Hop, BITCH YOU AIN'T HIP HOP~! (I wish a motherfucker would) Hell naw (I wish a motherfucker would)
[CyHi Da Prynce] Yeah, what up KP? CyHi, Yelawolf
Hello all my fellow crooks, as I let the cigarillo cook I'm Kool-Aid, I got that ghetto hook I got a white bitch who said she went to Pebblebrook Graduated in '03 and love Yelawolf I got more numbers than a yellow book and I took more shots than Carmelo took Huh, so I'm used to being an underdog Send my goons to come assault every last one of y'all No wonder all they broads take their pajamas off Lick up under balls whenever I want to call I'm a convict, but I don't wear orange I'm so raw, catch me in my rare form I've been fly, my momma gave birth to me on a plane nigga so I guess you could say I'm airborne/air-born I'm running my city, getting my mayor on Stay on my grizzly, you know I +bear+ arms
[Chorus 2: CyHi Da Prynce] + (Raekwon) (I wish a motherfucker would) try to run up on me, I keep that clip cocked (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me that ain't kush that's in my ziplock (I wish a motherfucker would) Huh, tell me I ain't Hip Hop, bitch my shit hot (I wish a motherfucker would) What? (I wish a motherfucker would)
[Pill] Au contraire mon frere, one pure pain giver Don't ingest this, it might cause corrosion of the liver Toxic, drop-kick opponents on arrival This ain't Hip Hop, this is the manual to survival Take notes fake folks, imitators and lovers A true to life Jesus risen up from the gutter I'm on something different from the rest of you rappers and that's real shit, Pill spits exactly what happened This is chemistry, diminish these beats, explain in vivid scenes of what occurred on streets and I doubt if you know what it really means Cultural differences divide us and our nemesis when music is the food for living, I think we all forgetting this Born into poverty, hard-torn obviously Dad gone so we tryna figure out how to eat Older brother hustling, momma working overtime Now we're standing in the kitchen whipping bank, it's soda time
[Chorus 3: Pill] + (Raekwon) (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me this ain't straight dropped yams fresh out the pot (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me this ain't a trap spot serving it to a block (I wish a motherfucker would) tell me this ain't a yam shop, come and order your rocks (I wish a motherfucker would) Ok then, yeah (I wish a motherfucker would)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
