Alex Ruffin - Eat Your Wheaties (Prod. J Dilla) lyrics

[Verse 1: Deondre Jones] From New York to CT, yea they know what it be Futuristic swag but flow like the 90's So, Hut 1 hut 2 you better check my steez Our game phat with a capitol P Presidential high grade, so thats capitol weed All day I grind hard in them Nike sb's While you on ya a** doing sh**, R.I.P to my n***as, sip n reminisce Who real as this, spitting flames, burn on some acrylic sh** Play this sh** back, play it back till u feeling this Came a long way from stealing candy like a misfit Spitting audio crack, so listen for a quick fix You already know who the best is, the freshest Spark no necklace, smoke Ls like a lexus Ass like texas, the b**h that im s**ing Listen close to get the message... Uh, message sent, rolling on straight yall n***as is hell bent I was at the bottom when little was helping So when I get to the top I got little to help then So yall can burn in the fire, Follow the fate of the fakes and living liars As for the b**hes, we spread en out like fliers Roll with the crew, our society is gettin higher I make it bam bam like the pliers Been on a roll for years f**ed the tires up Leave these lames deceased While we resurrect the game like Jesus piece And these b**hes boutta faint say they knees is weak Pick em up with the haze, while I'm chiefing keef No competition, I don't seek defeat Skated on hells ground, This is easy street [Hook]x4 Eat a spoonful tell em all to eat they wheaties, tell em eat they wheaties, tell em tell em eat they wheaties [Verse 2: Alex Ruffin] Yo, they told me to go in I'm writing with biggies ghost pen Mastered my craft faster than Ryu with Gouken I'm vomit spitting no MF DOOM I'm tryna do it big like ten red shrooms Surrounded by these lames can I get leg room And put CT up on the map like Jim Calhoun Uh, f** the past, I'm the futures present I'm winning now A rare breed, a pedigree no kin to bow I begin to sprout photosynthesis when I get announced They saying damn I ain't know he had it in em Raps reduce you to a pile that just leave eyes no denim, n***a They gon bump this in two thousand ninety nine My holographic hieroglyph that I spit gon be rewind But, right now, ima keep spitting Like a n***a had a lisp with a cobra tongue I'm so gifted Watch me shine like Sho Nuffs Glow punch all in an instance [Hook]x4 Eat a spoonful tell em all to eat they wheaties, tell em eat they wheaties, tell em tell em eat they wheaties