Sheesh (feat. Young Strike)
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Lyrics
Ladies and gentlemen, put y'all hands together It's raining in hell nigga You motherfuckers gon' need a lot of holy water on a different level In this sanctuary This how they want me to spit it so let me go ahead and get it I'm Willy Wonka with the flow and there are no golden tickets Yeah I go bonkers with the flow I mean retarded and schizo When I'm exposing the lead I'm not sharpening pencils But I will be erasing and blow you away, pause My flow hits your ear, it ends in Reservoir Dogs The blocks a dead nigga storage but this is no Tarantino I was born with No Limit like my family's Gambino The ladies play in my hair they think that I am Latino But when I dig in their guts they notice that I'm a negro Yeah my city is gritty, my flow is dizzy and witty Your girl's my V.I.C., i make that hoe "Get Silly" Similar to some putty buddy I'm doing my thing The firetruck's on the way because the mic is in flames And you can try to extinguish it, but there's no use I'm a fucking human torch when I enter the booth, (god damn) bitch You here what he talking about (sheesh) Y'all think y'all praises ready for this (sheesh) Y'all bullshitting (sheesh) Whooowee (sheesh) yeah, let's work The second verse came around, yeah this the one you should fear Because when your chick hears this shit, she'll be wetter than tears Or better yet, like the motherfucking Atlantic Ocean While you sit at the computer with your hand and some lotion Man I'm focused like a monk in a temple Tell the D.J. to bring it back like it's a rental Yeah I'm keeping it simple though the rhymes are metaphorical If you're Neo in The Matrix then I must be The Oracle Because I can see the future and I don't see you in it Because of me your career lasted a New York minute That means you better evolve and become better involved Or you'll be off of the charts by the end of tomorrow Holy water gets sprayed because the mic is in flames And you can try to extinguish it, but there's no use Because I'm hotter than a devil when I enter the booth, bitch Ay (sheesh) They need to get baptized in a different type of water in this motherfucker (sheesh) They ain't ready for this shit boy (sheesh) Goodness gracious (sheesh) sheeesh The final chapter and page, my flow is sicker than AIDS And every time it gets played another rapper is slayed This ain't about age but I'm a veteran nigga Insomniac, late night David Letterman nigga Don't compare me to them because I'm better than niggas Only Em comes before, I'm the letter N nigga, sike I'll never put another niggas name before mine Because I'm the number 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 D.C. is the city that I represent believe it It's in my veins, so even when I'm gon' I'ma bleed it And my blood ain't red bitch it's burgundy and gold And after you disrespect it you'll need surgery for holes When it comes to these hoes, I only fuck them and swerve Mack-a-roni DNA even my BlackBerry curves And you are now rocking with the best So after this line you gotta settle for less
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:14
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 113 BPM