mc2 - Red Alert!

Sorry for the inconvenience but I'm way too dope
Not sorry, didn't mean it I want all of the smoke
This a whole different wave every line I can coast
And take 'em to a sunken place I hope these niggas can float
Nah Smeaz fuck that shit I hope these rappers choke
Verses have em swimming with the fish, I hope these rappers croak
Fuck you to them niggas that be giving all these rappers hope
Win a couple Grammys then we jam 'em down these rappers throats
For real my nigga all these lyrics they gon' have to quote
Rappers think they sick but why they ask us for antidote
Niggas ain't as half as dope
The other half is cool but lets be clear
This ain't a job fair we can end y'all whole career
And now that we here, these niggas look like how are we here
Price went up for versus now, a couple thou to be clear
Could rabble with rebels and reverends, recognize and revere
That Q and Smeazy on the mic connect like battles and spears
I stay up, I'm way up, in hills where I lay up
With chicks from gram who probably do makeup
You probably hoping she follow you back
I just hope her and her nigga don't breakup
She hittin' my line and a nigga like wait up
I ain't tryna date her, I'll text ya later
No one is greater, thoughtfully spoken
I dunk in her ocean and you just a lay up
You just a lay up, lil shorty I'm sorry
Don't mean to rude, but I need Ferrari
Stay in position, can't fuck up the vision
Can't play with no feelings, this ain't Atari
They really thinkin' they got the juice
Niggas be rappin' like Dr. Seuss
That's why the people don't rock wit you
Elevate cuz I'm high on this potenus
That's a better angle let me change ya view
The dark side roast niggas like barbecue
Ask Q these bars too strong for you
We two elevated niggas we don't talk to you
We don't talk to you
We don't talk to you
We don't talk to you
We don't talk to you
I been that nigga since 2010
Tell everybody and phone a friend
Rap is a sport if you step on the court
Then me and my nigga we co-defend
Your honor I swear that I tell the truth
Cuz these niggas lie when they in the booth
Never do how Smeaz and Q do
Built different cuz my screws lose
Hit a rapper knock a tooth loose
God tier I'm new Zeus
I'm to the max on powerline
These rappers sounding like goof troops
I'm through the roof, hunnid proof
Pockets bout to be obtuse
Fuck with Q and my crew crew
Will make ya duck duck while I sip goose
Who the fuck is you
These niggas really be acting like they don't know how these two niggas be killing the game
Who the fuck told ya your music is good lil nigga nah that shit is lame
Nah nigga we ain't rapping the same
Y'all niggas really ain't what you claim
Y'all niggas steady capping in raps
Nah nigga you ain't saying thing
Elevated, smoking kush on the plane
Somewhere entertaining ya dame
All a nigga really need is the money
I'm struggling with tryna handle the fame
Bad bitches love saying my name
Tribe shit, I ain't playing with gang
Fuck a hating ass rapper, you lame
What's understood we ain't gotta explain
We ain't done though
Smart nigga wit a dumb flow
In the trash where you bums go
You can't catch me even if I run slow
Grand rising like the sun glow
Never ask the real ones know
All of my niggas is shooting guards
Fuck around and see the gun show
Bitch, we about to go get rich
Won't stop chasing checks till I got acres on my wrist
Women loving me like hitch
Probably somewhere with yo bitch
Probably somewhere getting head, top me off, and then I split

Written by:
Keith Passmore, Louis Iverson

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