Casey Veggies - We Got You lyrics

[Intro] I got this sh** right here Take my gum out for this one, yeah [Verse 1: Casey Veggies] What to rap about? The d**, the violence, or the guns clapping out I got a blabber mouth Now let's talk about the girls Some dudes swirl in the diamonds and the pearls Give your mind a little twirl And all my lines are so thorough And let's talk about the clothes I keep all my sh** clean like my flows Air Max's on my toes You undefeated [?] you already know Now we speaking about cars Without 20 inches, I wouldn't get that far With that stock sh**, I get caught off guard And n***as talking about guns, 38 caliber Two for one They start just begun Until we done Second to last song, so you know we won Ill Plus rip it up Uncle David, Tyler flipped it up And I'ma throw my whole body out there just to get it What, what, what, yeah I said just to get it, what [Interlude: Ill Plus] Microphone check 1,2 Oh thank you, thank you ladies and gentlemen You're too kind, you're too, you're too kind you know what I'm saying Yo Casey, since you spit your gum out for this one I'ma do the same thing I'ma take my gum out for this one, man You know what I'm saying I just wanna thank you for asking me to be on the song I appreciate it, dog Without further adieu though, no more wasting time I know you ain't got time wasted, yes [Verse 2: Ill Plus] Just to get it in a New York [?] I deliver chicken gizzards to [?] in a blizzard Ain't quite dumb enough to sign a contract though But I make it to the finals by the end of the show Just for publicity, my energy, the vanity, this mystery man [?] with Just Blaze on the symphony Words on a**embly, put together my rhymes [?] I got so many hotlines [?] judicional Intermission for formulating scriptures out of diction [?] every sentence I be spitting Makes me the n***a to watch [?] television Right now you are listening Ill the Kid, Wonder [?] Age is just a number when [?] summer Remember age ain't required but knowledge you hold Ask R. Kelly, he get his brains from 14 year old [Outro: Ill Plus] Uh, yeah, yeah, n***a Now that's it n***a, that's it I ain't got no more Got nothing else to say Holla at y'all later Peace