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It's Gon' Pop Lyrics - Artist : Alchemist, The
[Evidence:]
Went from Bourne Identity to Bourne Supremacy These cats are little ornaments that fall off eventually Good or bad, every time I rhyme, they wanna mention me Thorns in my side are just pricks, a waste of energy Call me what you want, ain't phased by my title Believe a notebook, I'll lie on any Bible I'm gassed by the game, never starstruck from stardom Went uptown and found Heaven up in Harlem In NY but in the L.A. zone Still wherever I roam remain L.A.'s own Peace to Madlib, Wildchild, DJ Romes Got my clothes and loot packed up ready to go This blackout, never back out type anthems We blam them, the logo's for life, understand 'em We stay at this, it's target practice Judge the cover and the book, motherfucker, it's the total package [Joe Scudda:] I'm 'bout to give them the best of me But you ain't seen nothin', y'all don't wanna see the rest of me Homeboy, I got the recipe on lock next to me I'm the future, what they sayin' the best could be But it's best to be cool with me Y'all don't wanna really fool with me Yeah, you better off acting like you used to go to school with me 'Cause you a square like them cubes in the cooler be As I said, I ain't even reach my full potential Still I stepped in the game with full credentials Stars on the collar, stripes on the sleeves Remember when I used to spend nights in the breeze Sleeping in the car, speaking into bars Joe got right so now I'm weakening your odds Y'all dudes lames and names equal out to frauds Y'all ain't men, you bitch, better get your bras So you could hate, I really ain't concerned Say what you want-when will you motherfuckers learn? I don't listen to shit that they tell me Got the Evidence, Joe fucks with the ALC [The Alchemist:] Yeah, I put the stamp on it Got the game in a lock, I put the clamp on it I'm going straight to the top, I'll bet your camp on it Put grands on it, then proceed with the plans on it Any cash to snatch, you know that my hands on it The fans want it, any stage, I'll stand on it and jam on it Yeah, just me and my man on it, no band on it Jump in the crowd and I land on it Signature style, I'm burning my brand on it The way I cook a track and dance on it You don't wanna chance on it Make a move or make an advance on it Don't plan on it, I cancel it, and leave you to handle it You like my style, I see done ran with it, I'm the man with it I don't break the beat down, I fuckin' dismantle it I savage it, damage it, bruise it and bandage it I shit on it, piss on it, stomp on it, stand on it [KRS-One:] "Well, let me respond What I wanna do is jump across the table and beat your fuckin' ass That's what I wanna do That's what I'm about So what's up? " |
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