Simply Amazin' (steel blazin')

Ey yo I'm tryn'a make these niggas go bonkers
 From London to the youngest in Yonkers
 We So-Cal residential lyrical monsters
 Gettin' women's attention like I'm rippin' a concert
 So put your hands high 'til your arms hurt
 I walk the earth just like God works in mysterious ways
 Your spirits is swayed
 Every time my lyrics is played
 So please stop givin' these lyricists praise
 Cause they bluffin' while they bustin' with a serious face
 And it's unbearable
 These stereo-rap tracks are terrible
 I'm here to take care of you wack cats
 Wherever you came from
 I'm carryin' this game on my back 'til the pain's numb
 And I be bustin' on fucks 'til I can't cum no longer
 Law says you gotta take some to grow stronger
 I've conquered all you haters
 Like a strong-armed dominator
 tryn'a break a
 bit a' baby-mama maker
 And ain't no time to take break
 You gotta break the mold
 I'm from a place where cats are born to play the gansta roles
 Like hittin' switches I was gettin' hit with switches
 Until I switched positions
 Now I'm playin' when the game is on
 Y'all think y'all bangin' but y'all ain't as strong
 I'm a son of a blood
 blue Gators
 The record spinnin' his favorite songs
 Now he's bangin' my shit on them same tables that he played 'em on nigga
 (sing along with it, if you didn't hear it, you gonna hear it right now)
 It started out in the heart
 A young nigga from the park sharp-shootin' with darts
 Harpoonin' cartoonists talkin' too much talk
 But walk a whole different stroll homeboy
 You get sparked by the guy right here?
 I make y'all niggas see the light like a bright idea
 Heard you was lookin' for my weapon but my tongue's right here
 So you can act like a fool
 But y'all be done by noon off a' one light beer
 But let's get one thing clear
 Y'all can't keep up with us because your lungs ain't clear
 Y'all need a million-dollar budget and some punch lines here
 All your boy need is one right ear
 And I could probably change the world
 Fuck you sold-soul rappers
 After diamonds and pearls
 Like you homo-rappers
 Y'all some go-go girls
 With your go-go gadgets
 Exposin' what you holdin' like your soul don't matter
 I got a 'go-go get it' mentality
 So battle me please
 I just throw out some cheese and y'all'll go-go at it
 Got you reachin' for your 4-4 'matic
 While I stagger motherfuckers with darts
 I got my mojo mastered
 The game is full of '
 homo
 Mo' ho's than rappers
 No flows but keep shows packed'er than us?
 Fuck that we goin' platinum plus
 And still ridin' on the back of the bus
 Cause the bucks don't matter
 (turn it up, stop frontin', come on, turn it up)
 And from the start of this shit
 I took a vow to never part with this shit
 I put my soul and all my heart in this shit
 But in return I got burned like these rappers had my arteries lit
 So now I'm spittin' fire darts when I'm pissed
 And you don't wanna see me angry cause I can't be calmed
 It's like you tryn'a take custody of my sound?
 I been to court for this wack shit before
 And had to file divorce you biters'd start payin' style-support
 A child that don't smile no more
 I found the short cut in life
 But I'd rather take my time out the door
 Fuck a knife I'm pullin' texts out for war
 Cause I ain't get that cut
 Fuck y'all 's what Exile's for
 See I'm the MC and he's the DJ
 MP
 to translate what he say
 Catch me on the freeway
 1-10 south 'til it ends at town, USA
 So roll with us where the gorillas hang
 Where the cold killas live
 Where the gold diggas dig
 Where you know niggas bang
 Cause the walls show the gangs when you pass 'em
 Where niggas stay blown like tires
 And these haters wanna slash 'em
 Platinum chains? Trained'a snatch 'em
 Range
 accident to happen on purpose
 Sun-roofed diamond-back rap
 That's the verdict nigga