Diverse One & Royal G - The Feds! lyrics

(intro) *humming* Jab to the left, jab to the right Concentrated, on the greatest fight (verse 1: diverse one) And talkin' about scared how've you been? Outer space bound but i still be in This galaxy, purely for the fact that On earth i can whip some ass The crew is bustin' in You don't like it su*k a dick for sustainance Chew 9 co*ks at the same time I rap big brain time but i'm multitasking I delete some pussy-cat then i write They left, never returnin' no terminator You just a pussy with no fur, a hater I sabotage thrones for the pleasure of assassination You made it this far congratulations But you've met a roadblock oh nah Who's got the spears you must've fo'got Get got, grip to death or get hit with headshot Yo No rest, hot charcoal, beat you as a burn slow (slow burn) I can still be a g vocalized... Hip hop now be globalized! (hook: royal g) Yeah, i gotta go with the fads Yeah, i gotta keep with the trends I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta keep that cash When you go and seek that gat One second and i'll lay you flat I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta go with the fads Yeah, i gotta keep with the trends I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta keep that cash When you go and seek that gat One second and i'll lay you flat I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds fu*k 12 every day, make bands every day Yeah, i gotta go with the fads Yeah, i gotta keep with the trends I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta keep that cash When you go and seek that gat One second and i'll lay you flat I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta go with the fads Yeah, i gotta keep with the trends I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta keep that cash When you go and seek that gat One second and i'll lay you flat I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds fu*k 12 every day, make bands every day (verse 2: royal g) Yeah, i got a gun in my bag And it's right in the back And i'm fire and you whack And you better not let me Cuz i'm like a bomb and you can set me So it's tick-tick-tick, the verse is sick-sick-sick I took my pick-pick-pick, weed's what i still stick with My words are slick, rich, wit's on ten since me hit A level the devil's on, a pebble can bebble on The ladder goes babylon, a stone that i settle on We think we the bulls, but look at the cattle gone The pastor be jesus, you better believe it I lead the army of heathens, we do not weaken And we are not seekin' forbidden forgiveness Oh, i forget what you say The better the team, the better the pay I battered my way to everyone's grace I chase the sound of the bass That makes me down and crazed I found a taste and god gave me pace So don't mind me race, up-up and away (yeah) My ultimate goal is to just entertain And cop you some shine, sleet, tornado or rain Even if it means that i gotta reach that I'm gonna lean back, you gonna see that When i'm gon' meet that Quota, standard, i'm bored but flattered Lookie here, the sky is dark And the fog is thin Don't forget who you motherfu*kers Are fu*king with (hook: royal g) Yeah, i gotta go with the fads Yeah, i gotta keep with the trends I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta keep that cash When you go and seek that gat One second and i'll lay you flat I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta go with the fads Yeah, i gotta keep with the trends I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds Yeah, i gotta keep that cash When you go and seek that gat One second and i'll lay you flat I ain't never fu*kin' with the feds fu*k 12 every day, make bands every day