Cryptic Wisdom - 6. Tear the Walls Down lyrics

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Cryptic Wisdom - 6. Tear the Walls Down lyrics

CHORUS: If theres a problem yall had better be ready Im comin to drop you with an attitude as heavy And all i want is money, power, respect And nothin less Tear the motherf**in walls down, yall know the technique Yall had better be ready Im comin to drop you with an attitude as heavy And all i want is money, power, respect And nothin less Tear the motherf**in walls down, yall know the technique VERSE 1: With a high sound, comin to put you on lockdown You ain't never gonna get it any better than me, b**hes are knocked out From the very second im bustin, better know i laced the blunt And i really dont give a flyin f** about you, raise em up Get up in my grill homie, joke around and ill beat you up Cause there ain't no time for no discussions if im weeded up Dont need compa**ion, all i need to know is how to survive I keep it gutter, livin it big, yes im doin fine And you really won't stop me, never the less, but im feelin co*ky with it When ive got my whole neighborhood bumpin me and the block is spinnin Ive got that regular rotation on 98 And it may be great but them haters are just a flight away And it just seems like im constantly battlin em Takin em three at a time, givin em that rapper rhythym This is an algorithm baby im divine treasure So if you lookin to get f**ed up, its my pleasure CHORUS: Yall had better be ready Im comin to drop you with an attitude as heavy And all i want is money, power, respect And nothin less Tear the motherf**in walls down, yall know the technique VERSE 2: Givin it up, rippin em up and not givin a f** Hittin em up and the rad of it, you wanna battle me, b**h ill be hittin you up When im on the stage, its a lifeline to me Just tryin to be the baddest, never gonna fall back, animosity Is followin me, everywhere i go but i bear no arms Im wit f**in machetes and lunatics with a bomb But its like this You dont know me and you dont wanna go, no no Better back up, ill put that smack up in you, finna just blow your dome I go hard as a motherf**er, roll on them renegades And organizations of people to keep this sh** in pay And take your dinner plate from you, im ravenous, mad as ever With automatic gats and cannabis with some animals And we've got no handlers, no, its a Free reign to wreck or damage a show but no Travelizer with recreational d** could ever take out a fighter you better break out of slum CHORUS: Yall had better be ready Im comin to drop you with an attitude as heavy And all i want is money, power, respect And nothin less Tear the motherf**in walls down, yall know the technique BRIDGE (X2) So if you really wanna ride, ride, ride Then throw yours hand to the sky, sky, sky Yall know its a new born nation Where the rules dont apply to these new born faces