Bleu Collar - The Bottom Line lyrics

[Intro: Basik MC] Yes sir, yes sir Bleu Collar, here to change the city (change the city) Talk the talk, walk the walk (better do it) Get down with your folks Your man Watch this Basik [Verse 1: Basik MC] We, put it down like obedient children Trying to breath timeless cla**ics like Ralph Lauren clothing and Shaday's beauty, truly We the booty, I mention, champs soon as the bell sounds The opposition mentions cramps, in their throat, lip and mouth Now I gotta a**asinate 'em in a JFK fashion Back and to the left, I say back and to the left Now your thoughts is gushing out the starburst side of your melon And your woman is cupping them b**hes in her palm and lap I take calming naps Understanding that you're only capable of spitting calming raps We bomb they clap, now what's wrong with that Nothing, shiiit I drop j**els to the point where African miners collect beneath my lips These young gentlemen and scholars will always keep it cracking Like your grandma's hips You better [?] your troops, or pronounce a truce Cuz me and my boy [?] when stoned of goose and juice [Sample] Yo, last time I'mma tell these n***as, man n***as can't f** around [Verse 2: Reese One] Instant cla**ics This thing of ours is Jura**ic You want to see gratification, rip open the plastic Rip open this package, put it in your car Get a few bars of the games new stars This sh** is nuclear, eew we hard Got critics looking at this thing with a new regard West coast renaissance, new n***as, new style Beat it and get lost, resistance is futile Bleu Collar is well trained this ain't no lug sh** We like the Don's only sons, we not to be f**ed with Bring the heat like Nolan Ryan till I'm old and dying You can't copy the formula you just be old and trying That's why we go a lot of junk these days man Because a lot of half-a**ed rappers just should of stayed there Should of stayed in the stands Should of stayed to the plan Now you, playing you're plain and you bland cuz your sound don't stand Now you begging me, Maurice, to remix your new release Cuz you couldn't sell that sh** to your niece But I'm straight [Sample Scratching] Yo..Yo last time I'mma te...tell...tell these n***as, man n***as can't f**..f**..fu..fu..f** around Well that's boo...boo...boo...bottom line [Verse 3: Basik MC] Man we finna start treating these rappers like little kids when they sneeze Boy, cover your goddamn mouth And silence yourself before you forfeit your health Don't make us take it to the bridge like James Brown band or KRS-One Either way you're hanging off the side of that b**h, in a pair of concrete Nike's Now you're most likely, to clear out your office Or go scat out some coffins It really don't matter still get dipped in the batter I peek through auto chatter The Mayor, a straight spitter, creates winners And devastate your whole damn litter Now take a ten paces choose your weapons turn around And now you're in the future Where our collars come pre-popped Soon as the beat drop, Cat Daddy's falling out a tree top And it brings forth the demand of the feminine species I tell them it's like I'm thieving my own watch collection Girl, I'm taking my time Cuz cats that done it all they turn to f*g sh** And cat's that ain't got sh** at all turn to mags and put it the bag sh** I'm neither, we just avoid calls from slime balls That tell us we can ? a million When their standard was a billion [Scratching] Well that's the bottom line