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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