[Intro]
This is a public service announcement by the good people at
Team Add-2 and Anti-Bullshit Coalition
Wack rapper - run for cover, run now, now [?]
Run anywhere you can but get the fuck away from the mic
Well alright
[Hook]
If we talkin’ bout this, I say they got that
Bring ‘em out, bring ‘em out, show ‘em where they at
Bring ‘em out, bring ‘em out, show ‘em where they at
Bring ‘em out, bring ‘em out, show ‘em where they at
Where they at like that, where they at like that
Where they at, where they at, there they go
Where they at like that, where they at like that
Where they at, ain’t here no more
[Verse 1]
Say who are we, look who it be
Add on the back and [?] on the beat
Niggas runnin the streets [?] don’t feed
If they cats wanna sleep [?] on the sheets
Steady kinda money you land that kinda shit
Don’t land it down with your lady landin’ on me
[?]
No PET
It’s me, scitzo [?]
Spit something that make that shit gon’ stain
Everybody know the name ain’t a damn thing changed
I make winds with the weather nigga, it’s gon’ rain, mane
Gotdamn, stepped in the booth and the dude got tanned
Girl so hot so I went and got fans
Can’t say she [?] no hands
Can’t stop, and I’m comin’ straight for your goal
Ice rink homie and the flow so cold
[?] poke polo
[?]
Wait, niggas can’t fuck with me
And they standing with the best so they stuck with me
But luckily, ass that’ll make ‘em wanna backflip
Back like a mattress time for some action
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
See, know what the game needs?
Little less you and a lot more me
See, huntin’ these cats are like [?]
School of hard knocks y’all Bayside Screech
Stretch on [?] outta your streets
I’m outta your league and make ya get outta your seat
Still standin’ over here like a can of beef
Full of cream like can of peas, ya mean?
It’s Add-2 and [?] wonder
We gon’ bring the heat and make it feel like summer
Better get it started like a jumper wanna kick it like a punter
Punchin’ my shit like a plunger your shit keeps goin’ under
Come with the rain like thunder
Wack nigga hunter, yea yea [?]
Tryna wind ya up, why wouldn’t ya
My pen don’t sit still
Like it’s sittin’ in the pen or I’m sitting on a [?]
See I stand out kinda like standin’ on stilts
So my pen still and my pencil still stand for the real
Chill, skill so ill need a pill
Y’all still sayin’ nothing like your lips are sealed
Just like the cat from [?]
Like curiosity I’ll leave you cats killed
[Bridge]
Be quiet, be quiet
Be quiet, be quiet
Be quiet, be quiet
Be quiet, be quiet