Bobby Fischer - We On lyrics

Verse 1 [Bing Cypher] Hey, so I said it all before The movement's coming soon Lyricism taking over better stay tuned Recognize Real We used to stay concealed So we're hopping on this beat to garner ma** appeal Enlisted with my boys and we still talking cream We're just renovating under-ground and building on the scene Me and Gro got our feet wet, k**ed the presidents again It was lyrical, we murdered in the morning now we serial (cereal) So now I'm sitting down, cause noon has come upon us I'm just soaking up the sun so I illuminate in darkness So please I beg your pardon But this sh** is what you wanted Another way to respect the beat and the people on it Make you think, and read between the lines and the context Or just go to Rap Genius; it's hooked on rap's phonics Find out what we're saying and apply it like some lotion Put the audience intelligence quotient just back in motion Dumb it down I never will, because I found the meaning Just ask Bobby Fischer it's the best kept secret Verse 2 [Gro] Man I remember rock bottom, all the pain, injuries, misery Look what my history did to me, im still kickin' B I'm still spittin deep, I bleed poetry Out to make a profit like a prophecy, try stopping me Lyrical Socrates, far from a contradiction I lost faith now my loose leaf is my religion I seen a lot of trees fall from addiction So I promised my sisters I'd stick to my diction With bing up on the court man we run it like Princeton No Ivy, But I be, through your veins like an IV Im walking tall as ever with my family beside me Fischer on the rhythm flip ‘em like its sunnyside see We coincide clean, over heads, like Louis the fourteenth Never abort dreams, my vision glued to the moon Remember the name, Gro, my roots are coming soon Verse 3 [Bobby Fischer] When I step up Turn the lights on Hit the spot light Turn the mic on Had to take a break from rap cause all these rats snakes and pythons Had to leave the discussion They're greed is disgusting Or else I probably would have left them with bleeding concussions So I fell back Now I'm back on the track spitting crack with Bing badda-bing Now in rap you gotta sing But where I'm from you gotta sling So pushing weight is not a thing You ride with me I'll die for you Making bro bible isn't nothing when your brother's on the news (oooh) I came from nothing there's no doubt that I'll go farther So don't bother I flow harder Been around like Globe Trotters I'm the dude not you I'm who you report to f** who you've been signed to Everyone despise you Where you from I'll ride through Just tell me the best time to I'll take your dime, smoke your dime and teach you how to rhyme too p**y play your part Every verse I paint is art Then I'll send your a** to Bing once you have your change of heart