Rock Wit It

Six-eighty-five,
I been a brother
And just go
Now just rock to rhythm I kick, lyrics I spit
My on some chemical shit, flippin' the script
Mack a dime, maybe tickle the clit, hit her and split
Bust a rhyme, I devour MCs, cannibal shit
Mayday, I don’t really think they know it’s Trey Day
In love with hip-hop, she 'bout to have my baby
Never drop soap but I drop bars
Never drive close to them cop cars, can I get a soul clap (*clap, clap*)
Braids out, 'bout to bring the 'fro back
Throwback gone, I’m ready for action
Haters get gone, hit 'em in the backbone
Pimpin' in my system, baby, it’s a safe bet
I’m packin' latex 'cause I practise safe sex
What’s the next word, I, camera phone, take a picture
Of a pretty P-U-double-S with no whiskers
So smooth, please excuse myself
Burpin' as I’m swervin', sippin' on some top-shelf (word)
Word to rise out the beat knocks, spit so sick that my teeth rots
Scrappin' to the music like I beatbox
From Fugalei back to P-block, we rock
I’m 'bout to set it off, settin' it off
Better recognize game and act right (for real, real)
Poetik Suspekt, can I get a, get a wit-witness who don’t act twice,
I’m that nice
I’m 'bout to set it off, settin' it off
Better recognize game and act right (for real, real)
Poetik Suspekt, can I get a, get a wit-witness who don’t act twice,
I’m that nice
Now just rock to the rhythm I kick, lyrics I spit
Smokin' on subliminal spliffs, watchin' a flick
Get a mic, I get live with the click, die for this shit
Live and breathe every word that I write, heard it precise
Hamo rollin' deep like I’m Pablo Escobar with the heated hot bottle, let’s go
Watch what you say, pimp slap to your face
Leave you talkin' with a speech impediment from the block
While we pedallin' and watch for them crooked cops
Runnin' through the ghetto as I box, I duck what I buck to
Tell 'em now, what we say the one time
Nose hairs burnt like I’m linin' up wasabi
Pop a bottle at the party and probably body a kamikaze
Contemplate as I exhale, smoke
Recollect on past days when I used to sell dope
Hear a knock-knock at the window
«Uso, can I get a 20 dollar bag of indo?
What you wanna do? Cali bud blaze got me higher for a month or two
Government no care, dema treat mi like a prostitute
Gwan, Cali 'erb, man
ting, King
Fists in the air for the revolution»
Bottle of Henny, I be bottle plenty
I got that sick flow, and if you don’t, well shit, you should know
Matter fact, go and gather up some info on me while I’m passin' 'round
Might want info
Lookin' back on my life, plenty sense, yo
Bottle in your face, stab wounds what you’re in for
If you choose to disrespect Poetik Suspekt
Expect I must get the gat and blaow
Criminal, smooth like
Samoan Johnny Blaze, I be smokin' for days
Made it out the ghetto so you know that crime pays
Shorty with a man but lookin' at me sideways
I wanna get to know you, I could be your side ways
Your man don’t wanna see me with a problem probably
'Cause I cruise the block, Smith and Wesson by my nutsack
pay for, he still be lookin' where the bus at
Haters gon' talk, mi wan no nonsense
Grippin' on my Johnson from here to Wisconsin
Fiasco for the bread like I’m Lupe
Still get a lot of head like a toupee, hey, Po, hey, Po, hey
But I don’t gotta pay a two-pay (and just go, and just go, and just go,
and just go)
Said I came and get on down, the ghetto’s down, baby (and just go, and just go,
and just go, and just go)
And they tried to hate on me, I swear they’re scared, it’s crazy (and just go,
and just go, and just go, and just go)
So I stay hustlin', get mine on the daily (and just go, and just go,
and just go, and just go)
A to the P-I-A (and just go, and just go, and just go, and just go)
Said I came and get on down, the ghetto’s down, baby (and just go, and just go,
and just go, and just go)
And they tried to hate on me, I swear they’re scared, it’s crazy (and just go,
and just go, and just go, and just go)
So I stay hustlin', get mine on the daily (and just go, and just go,
and just go, and just go)
A to the P-I-A (and just go, and just go, and just go, and just go)
Peace!