Lyrics
Down
your
throat,
yes
Into
the
anatomy
of
dopeness
Exposing
the
fact
that
most
of
these
flows
are
hopeless
Your
concepts
are
bogus,
your
rhymes,
they
lack
focus
Yo,
take
your
pen
and
paper
out
now,
'cause
you
can
quote
this
MC's
is
aiming
low,
but
they
still
claiming
pro
When
they
whole
clique
got
they
whole
flow
from
friend
to
foe
And
these
producers
biting
Timbaland
tracks,
no
reason
to
doubt
They'd
still
be
on
the
corner
if
that
shit
ain't
come
out
Y'all
know
what
I'm
talking
'bout
But
you
scared
to
diss
a
top
seller
Well
I'm
here
to
tell
ya,
I
ain't
your
Motherfucking
fan,
I'm
your
elder
I'm
trying
to
help
ya,
and
even
though
I
know
you
won't
feel
it
I'm
like
"Yo,
you
can't
beat
me
bitch,
so
deal
with"
No
doubt,
Spook
is
on
some
other
shit
We
keeping
it
true,
you?
You
keeping
it
real
like
black
chicks
whose
eyes
are
blue
Pucker
up,
kiss
my
ass
twice
for
luck
Smack
you
in
your
face
with
poison
that's
laced
in
fake
blunts
So
what
they
like?
Original
flows
nowadays
are
sin
You
cats
sound
like
Jay-Z,
you
chicks
sound
like
Lil'
Kim
Chameleon,
I
spit
like
a
virgin
type
Rob
you
for
five
mics,
pump
two
in
your
chest,
deflate
'em
for
spite
You
heard
Pac
and
turned
thug
Heard
Biggie
and
went
jiggy,
this
op
search
Spook
shatter
your
nerves
with
thoughts
and
words
Who
the
fuck
are
you?
Where
you
from?
Nigga
you's
a
flea
Biting
off
your
man,
but
your
man
bite
who?
Me
I
believe
that
we
need
a
Spook
invasion
For
the
state
that
hip-hop
is
in
today
it
needs
saving
And
I
believe
that
these
R&B
chicks
Need
to
stop
sucking
dick
just
to
make
a
fucking
hitting
And
I
believe
that
we
need
to
keep
it
true
Keep
it
real's
what
you
say,
keep
it
true's
what
you
do
Oh
now
I'm
supposed
to
be
paranoid
When
you
the
one
with
the
problems
afraid
to
face
'em
Talk
about
freedom,
snatch
his
out
to
catch
me
Snatching
who?
Y'all
can
put
some
snipers
on
the
roof
Fill
the
room
with
shooters,
put
a
.45
to
my
head
Tie
me
to
a
chair
from
my
wrist
to
my
ankles
And
I'ma
end
up
blasting
y'all
'Cause
I'm
like
liquid,
you
can't
truly
contain
me
Frame
me?
You
must
not
know
the
meaning
of
my
name,
see
Vengeance
with
the
intense
sentence,
this
shit'll
never
end
Listen
to
this
'cause
I
ain't
finished
Nigga
I'll
fuck
you
up
so
bad
when
you
get
better
You
still
think
you
getting
your
ass
kicked
All
nervous
from
having
flashbacks
and
shit
Spook's
hijacking
the
planet
While
you
contesting
against
and
defending
yourself
For
doing
things
you
used
to
diss
niggas
for
doing
Your
whole
contradicting
philosophical
bullshit
is
ruined
Daggers
at
your
back,
snipers
on
the
roof
Spook
International
bringing
on
the
troops
I
flow
original
Sisters
need
to
quit
popping
at
your
lip
And
couldn't
make
a
hit
if
Marvin
Gaye
wrote
your
shit
Look
at
all
these
players
sitting
on
the
bench
You
might
get
some
time
if
your
rhymes
made
some
sense
If
you
feel
my
flow's
too
strange
for
you
I'll
tempt
you
with
my
Ming
Sha
brew
The
thing
you
do
is
déjà
vu
I'll
teach
you
something
new
I
believe
that
we
need
a
Spook
invasion
For
the
state
that
hip-hop
is
in
today
it
needs
saving
And
I
believe
that
these
R&B
chicks
Need
to
stop
sucking
dick
just
to
make
a
fucking
hitting
And
I
believe
that
we
need
to
keep
it
true
Keep
it
real's
what
you
say,
keep
it
true's
what
you
do
Shame
on
you
You're
gonna
make
Walter
Dallas
throw
the
flame
on
you
Whoosh,
reach
for
the
mic,
you'll
be
a
martyr
crew
You
used
to
be
rappers,
now
you're
motherfucking
barbecue
I
smack
busters
if
you're
lackluster
It
don't
matter
when
my
tone
clatter
your
bone
shatters
In
pieces
and
bits,
you
see
the
Spooks
come
seeping
the
hits
You're
standing
on
the
side
like
"I
can't
believe
this
shit"
Now
you're
frust
to
the
T-rated
Thinking
to
yourself
"How'd
he
make
it?"
Bitch,
that
be
secret
I
flow
masterfully,
so
you're
scared
to
go
after
me
I
heard
you
tell
your
manager
"He
keeps
embarrassing
me"
'Cause
I
go
berserk
and
hurt
it
'til
the
mic
short
circuit
With
murderous
skill
currents
you
can't
borrow
or
even
purchase
Right
there
mate,
I
fucked
your
crew
Original
huh?
Well
you
think
I
ain't
one
like
you?
I
believe
that
we
need
a
Spook
invasion
For
the
state
that
hip-hop
is
in
today
it
needs
saving
And
I
believe
that
these
R&B
chicks
Need
to
stop
sucking
dick
just
to
make
a
fucking
hitting
And
I
believe
that
we
need
to
keep
it
true
Keep
it
real's
what
you
say,
keep
it
true's
what
you
do
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