C-Rayz Walz - Everything lyrics

[Hook One: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) I told y'all I can't be stopped My rhymes do more than circle the block I balance the scales. You better duck when the speakers pop For those who love Biggie and Pac—hip hop! [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] Yo, cash rules everything ‘cept these poison themes Caught between Cannibal Ox and Soylent Green ‘Til I'm Back to the Future with Biff, getting a facelift From Mrs. McFly, turning my whip to a spaceship I'mma stand over y'all ‘til I'm understood So smooth, Krushing your Groove like Blair Underwood In the heat of the night with a candle and chalice Smoking the Rafiki wearing Indian fabrics Sinister sleepy. Compete me indiscreetly I put sixteen shots in your dashiki Snatch ya Africa beads plus ya colon Writing fat rhyme—lines leave your notebook swollen I'm holding my nuts, dictating my seminar Simile-shoot razor blade shards, leave your lips scarred, mouth ajar Now before I come off, you need inspection Indeed, the section's adding your face to my survivor collection You ain't hot ‘cause you got a yacht Man, you got kids but you ain't no pops (Stop, stop) You probably snow but you can't rock “With that freestyle, you're bound to get shot” - Notorious B.I.G. on Craig Mack's "Flava in Ya Ear (Remix)" [Hook Two: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Hate crime. Anxiety Waste time or flame the fire in me Whatever you learn, there's cheddar to earn In the streets, this heat is better to burn (Whoo!) [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] When I was short on sums, I want none of your funds When I was young, I was numb, running with guns And I only went to cla** for the a** and the fun “The school dropout. Never liked the sh** from day one” - Nas's "Represent" Some still backpacking a MAC, tracking a gat Clapping rap cats slacking in facts, stacking And cats saggy with wack khakis like in the Black Dragon Stabbing a cabin, bragging in Japanese patterns Wild card cats in the same outfit follow suit Do the Hollywood Shuffle, guzzle hollow truth Now the time's right to shine light on Apollo's youth Strange fruit, juice, and trees—saw tomorrow's loot Through the era where those who touched the mic were very dope Kids got shot were it very cold on a ferry boat Talking like we carry coke—“Don't worry, loc” Your burial close—next to your notebook. Woah! So keep keeping it up ‘cause if you sleep You ain't sleeping enough ‘til you six feet deep in the dust I roll with sick minds, sniff lines, click .9s, switch rhymes Before I bang on your team like I'm 6'9” [Hook One: C-Rayz Walz] I told y'all I can't be stopped My rhymes do more than circle the block I balance the scales. You better duck when the speakers pop For those who love Biggie and Pac—hip hop! [Hook Two: C-Rayz Walz] Hate crime, anxiety Waste time or flame the fire in me Whatever you learn, there's cheddar to earn In the streets, this heat is better to burn (Whoo!) [Outro: Bridge and Samples with Scratches] [Bridge] Everything I wanted was all I need Love in me ‘long as I'm loving the streets [Samples with Scratches] “You know the rules” - KRS-One on Boogie Down Productions' "Ya Know the Rules" “What's all for life?” - [?]