P.Y.I.T.F. (feat. Gawvi, Spzrkt, Rey King & Social Club)

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I'm going to punch you square in the face.
 I'm a kid at heart, and my heart is my kid.
 With the heart of a lion, one of Judah that is.
 So you can hear the roar, up under the vest.
 Every step is a battle, and every battle's a step.
 So bang bang to Bangkok, I can't stop.
 This thing ain't about me so you can't knock.
 But I own the hate as I promote Him,
 Cuz everyone that hears it is also my opponent.
 Wow, if you thinking the kid is soft,
 I'm dumbfounded.
 Homie I'll take a walk around the jungle and just smile.
 I ain't packing or banging,
 Or having no gunpowder.
 No shells no spraying,
 But I shower under the blood cuz I'm sick.
 I'm no coward,
 I don't fear no man so there's nothing to back down.
 So when I stand up,
 Its best you stand down.
 Promise he'll get you and your whole click to bow down
 Papi get em...
 Don't ask me if I got Gorillaz
 Or about my dollar billaz
 They not my idols
 But the team we got glass trigger.
 So ch-chilla.
 Cuz I'm like the Reeboks, adidas, Nikes and Filas,
 Yup you want to be us.
 Haha
 I'm laughing at you suckers,
 Want to hit them high like a Dunkin at the (Ruckers?)
 Maybe in 95,
 Or maybe in 94.
 I was only pushing,
 Something banging out the doors.
 Beats that is.
 I pawn them out,
 Like we in the meat section.
 She asked me if they came out and reach the kid.
 I was like yeah literally,
 (cray?) had to reach the kid.
 But now I am turned up for the gospel,
 I know you've heard of the apostle.
 So welcome to the 2013???
 Y'all just imposters.
 God we got this.
 Flowing so high you think I was???.
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 I know you feel the fire,
 It's music that takes you higher.
 And higher.
 And I want to take you to the next level,
 You don't like it.
 Bet you won't fight me though.
 We don't care,
 We are here to punch you in the face!!
 We don't care,
 We're here to punch you in the face!!
 They used to say FUR?? not enough doctrine,
 Ninja Please social club gettin it poppin.(uh huh)
 In the hood where they don't give you no options(uh huh)
 You live or you die
 The streets once you till you owe 'em up high.
 The industry,
 Prime example of shiesty.
 2 years been killing them,
 Sell-out tours more than likely
 My brother Marty said FUR? you a boss,
 But in spiritual ranks!
 How you leading all them youngins to Him.
 No pressure,
 I just know that he watching.
 So I stay locked in,
 I'm ill.
 Any circle you have me in.
 Secular Christian brother,
 I'm a flip it, smother.
 Any single track you kids discover
 Deals on the table but
 I'm not surprised.
 Outside the box, Firm.
 My God's alive.
 And I'm as live as I've ever been.
 Cuz I'm Christian...
 Just like my president.
 You ain't really trying to rock with this bad girl
 Good city made me I put us on the map girls
 Do you still think my spot was the opening act girl
 You better get ready
 Cuz I'm bad girls!
 Bang bang boogie I'm a beast in the booth
 Im 5 Records deep
 That's what I call proof
 Call my man Q and let him know I got the juice
 With a steroid flow
 On this beat I'm busting loose
 Ow!
 And they don't really want it
 They stuntin like they own it
 They'd rather hate on my skill
 And make me their opponent
 Think I won't get open
 But I'm your hope in motion
 Shout out to Pedro
 Cuz we changing the oceans
 The new wave of promoting
 This gospel we quoting
 I'm on the front lines
 Punchlines in the holster
 You know the shorty here
 I'm butter but mocha
 The new face of the game
 Like Johnny Travolta.
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 Good city deeper than we ever been
 We bringing the medicine
 And we roll in this deep
 So they afraid to let us in
 Riding in on elephants
 Making rappers minced meat
 Exposing their insides
 And leaving their skeletons
 I'm steady Eddie on the track how I bring it back
 To the basics like chucks and asics
 Flows are colorful
 My god is wonderful
 Feel the poetry in your chest
 And get a stomach full
 Yeah this life is a movie
 This here's the cast
 Bright lights and Jacuzzis
 Rich but not rich
 Just a weird type of bougie
 Got the youngins locked down like Juve
 So silly the game just got illy
 Needed some TLC but not Chili
 Gawvi's bass is leaving the blocks dizzy
 And we all got the will and we got jiggy
 Ay
 Let me take a stab at it
 Feel like I'm trying to win a race and I'm asthmatic
 This beat got me feeling like a crack addict
 My receipts got me feeling like I'm back at it
 Yeah we the body
 Check the apparatus
 Thoughts out of this world
 I'm in my own Stratus-
 Sphere
 I never fear corn see I eat salad
 Give you a head start just to keep balance
 You see our king he don't see status
 And we never lose
 Whatever that is
 You better check your ID
 Next on thr ave is????
 

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Duration
06:17
Key
2
Tempo
93 BPM

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