chief waKiL - Ambidextrous lyrics

[Produced by chief waKiL] [Hook 1: chief waKiL] The real is back The real is back The real is back [Verse 1: chief waKiL] You know I don't like to say the word "swag" so Baby I'm the cats meow You can call me Manny Balboa or Rockiao I'm the bee's knees Flow stupid like I'm talking D-minus Wakil, I'm your highness Boss, word to Ricky Ross I Paid the price to be it so don't ask me bout the cost If he don't believe me here's a line for you to cross You can't fade me cuz my daddy got slain on the cross Getcha whole crew barbecue, no sauce So many styles So many, many styles Some people don't know some just ain't seen me in a while I must re-introduce myself for those who knew me as a child Ow, I was yet to be a man But the whole entire time next level was the plan Yeah I Made a few mistakes and got traded to a team thats a playoff contender JaVale M-McGee All I need is a few rounds I'll body them in three I'm swingin swords like Shinobi I got 'em locked down behind my bars like O-Z While they looking for me in the wrong place like Kony If it was up to me I'd keep spitting 'til I'm out ya'll Cuz I don't like to write hooks, I'm a southpaw Say I don't like to right hook, I'm a southpaw I confess, I'm ambidextrous And most of ya'll never even seen the best yet [Hook 2: chief waKiL] The real is back The real is back Whatever you consider real Wakil is that [Verse 2: chief waKiL] They was lying I invented swag Whoever told you that was either high or sippin yak I got a new plan to be the next sensation Lift my shirt, six pack, now I'm the new situation Man that reminds me of my topic We heard it all before but the state of hip hop is Looking like glorified garbage Common sense is somethin me and Common have in common First it was all cool but now its lookin like a problem These n***as need attention to the point they all starvin Now they got more thirst in they bodies then the groupies and the barbers And due to my diagnostics i should prolly be a doctor Let me digress Just to get it off of my chest Whoever's the biggest ho They'll treat ‘em like the best Whoever's the best slave Lays back in the shade A big house, nice porsche With they whips and they chains I ain't mad at your hustle, boy Gon and flex your muscle It's cool we can all Def Jam Uncle Russell But do remember that the game needs you when you bust But if you slip, instead of catch you, they throw you under the bus Trust, But you ain't gotta rock sad faces You good if you on a solid rock foundation They can say whateva Either way, you makin chedda And that guy up in the sky supplies laughs foreva I wanna spit it 'til I'm out ya'll Cuz I don't like to write hooks, I'm a southpaw Say I don't like to right hook, I'm a southpaw I confess, I'm ambidextrous And most of ya'll never even seen the best yet [Hook 2] (2x) [Outro: chief waKiL] Yeah I'm out