Gabe Caruso - Makin' D'Mands lyrics

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Gabe Caruso - Makin' D'Mands lyrics

[Verse 1: Gabe Caruso] Who told you cats RTA can't rap? That kinda trash talk'll get your wack a** smacked We rap for many reasons but mostly to teach lessons We earn respect for certain and there's no second guessin' You try to come competin' but you'll soon find that you're less than Any dude in this crew, but still we're rarely flexin' We're destined to rise above the rest and Make all of you know nothings into our yes men Come and f**ing step and you're gonna end up underfoot Stompin on your pride leave you diggin' through the gutter put All your faith in these men, these men present Hip hop fiends with exactly what they need then Bust through the speakers like the Hulk was trapped inside of them See us slanging through the city like we all were Spidermen We're not trying to be superheroes cause we keep our own agendas We'll serve you, but you're not crew so we will not defend ya [Hook: Gabe Caruso] We're not asking for your respect, we're here to demand it With tight beats by Myner taking you to new planets And it's clear we're blasting off to new solar systems To stars much brighter so I know that you're gonna listen If you can't respect the best duo in the galaxy You're bound to hear the sound of feet crushing on you pounding teeth We zoom into Jupiter increasing your gravity Then blasting off and laughing as you try to take a grab at me [Verse 2: Gabe Caruso] Are we out of this world or we just out of our minds? And sir, you're out of your element, and you ran out of time It's time to find a new spot, earn new props on roof tops Go and tell that rick ross that you just found a new boss I'm hocking hits rockin this out of the top of my esophagus Robbin kids of their modern fits and profittin from all of this Toppin this? god, ya kids really got some rocks but sh** Often this talking sh**, gets you tossed into bottomless Pits when you honestly get what you deserve Two options get out of the way or you can get served Either way we coming through and we're ready to advance We're taking all you hostage and making our demands So fellas on the floor and all the pretty ladies dance And since I'm calling the shots ladies take off your pants They had me crazy, salivating like I had a case of rabies Plan A was grab the money but Plan B's just grabbing ladies [Hook: Gabe Caruso] We're not asking for your respect, we're here to demand it With tight beats by Myner taking you to new planets And it's clear we're blasting off to new solar systems To stars much brighter so I know that you're gonna listen If you can't respect the best duo in the galaxy You're bound to hear the sound of feet crushing on you pounding teeth Zoomin into Jupiter increasing your gravity Then blasting off and laughing as you try to take a grab at me [Verse 3: Gabe Caruso] We're here to make our name synonymous with all the best And often this leads some cats to get some of the largest heads Cause competence turns into confidence and left unchecked it Rots into co*kiness like Kanye West But we're not here to stop the show and blow off Mrs. Swift Embarra**ing our area is not why we clocked in this shift We just came to rock the hardest, talk the hardest, dress the sharpest Park the car get out and start the party harder than most other artists I'm new to the area but not new to the game Listen to New Orleans streets and you're gonna hear my name I'm at home in the scariest areas where nefarious characters will stare at ya Take care of ya, then bury ya Scared, who me? No, man you must be thinking of some other guy Gunshots and sirens are just New Orleans' lullabies You hear some mothers cry and some other guys bust caps I'm gettin dizzy spittin to the rhythm of the gun claps I'm stunned that you dumb cats are expecting us to fail We've got more solid bars than twenty county jails And we got more f**in' keys than those twenty county wardens And we're stormin' til the mornin listnin' to police reports and Takin' all the notes and playin' their position Wait a couple minutes so we miss hittin his vision This is wisdom of the streets that you can't learn in college No GED needed for that hard knock knowledge Add these with the degrees I have attached to my name And you're dealing with a villain type that'll rattle your cage If you're not fearing the rage then you're not hearin this sage Before it's over and you dopers go i'll pocket your wage With rockets engaged I'm confident that we get paid We rockin the stage often and smooth talkin all of our days So stop your sh** and behave before we gotta get serious Plan B teamed with Myner that's the rawest sh** period