Eyes Low - Notorious lyrics

[Intro] X3 Straight up weed, no angel dust They label us "notorious" My my they're breathing oxygen From so much smoke need oxygen [Verse 1] Hey y'all, back here to break y'all off When I ride like Akon and Jeezy, look on the TV I ain't Nicholas when I face off AR make a n***a go AWOL Believe me, yall don't wanna see me I be on board like Luigi I stay alive like a Bee Gee 3D, not gonna go hard When I just pop from the Mohawk Slick talk I gotta get a whole walk She like Batman, think he a know it all Get slapped like Nikolai Volkoff Cuz I'm like Hugh Hefner when the robe off b**h I'm just younger With the pretty cucumber Like Biz I'mma go up n***a like me co*k the hammer Til my block demand a new boss I'mma stand up I just juice like Tropicana And give up my grandma for some rhymes like Electra DT's when I pop the 10 It's cuz I'm bananas, just giving you a heads up Boy I'm sick, I don't need a checkup ‘Cause I'm on your mind when you air walk [Hook] My my they're breathing oxygen From so much smoke need oxygen Straight up, leave no angel dust Label us notorious [Verse 2] Eyes low, bossed up like the MG Rolled looking outsides like young Z I don't like them broads, they can run free Why pay for the p**y when it come free I ain't playin with yo p**y, wanna come see? 4-5, black inners in the Humvee Keep these rap n***as under my wing It's an underground thing, shout to Pimp C and Bun B Smoked that ever since snoop it Since then I ain't felt y'all using I'm a pain in the a**, I'm a nusaince Not poppin off til you hear my true sense Two thoughts sittin in the new Porsche New face, we chase at a new court Got the hoes from the stable like Too $hort Got the O's on the table by the new book Got the gran' coup sittin by the notebook Old jams, bump for the all group Backwood to the group when you smoke kush And my blood Obama, it ain't no Bush Chew my weed like president, no trash Back it up, move it out, better go fast One forth QBs and a old half n***as know what it is but I won't pa** [Hook] [Verse 3] Yo, I'm the king of the kush and I gets no higher More smoke in this room than a full long fire n***as talkin sh** but your board game tired Next dude try the sh**, get your jaw rewired n***as beat your bubble with they urban flows But I'mma murder this, shoot it 'til the curtain close I rep Brick City 'til I die Notorious, motherf**er, like I'm B.I.G Visions is you really wanna doubt You can lean to the south, put yo' mouth on my tip See it's quite evil, you can't see my team Nobody quite do it like I did b**h, you claim of the name and I'm better than most Still razor sharp quote to competitors' throats Call it a**ault how I f** up the beat And ain't any other rapper here f**in' with me Now check the codename is Mr. Die See these n***as can't touch me, gotta stay more calm I'm a beast, I destroy any beats on my path I mention the deceits, come and whip em in half See they don't know that my words don't play And how they put together just to murder my prey Alright alright alright, these b**h a** n***as gon' know today [Hook]