GDP - Succumb lyrics

[Intro] Crunk bu*ter, bubblegum s**er emcee's We're not brothers, don't hug me [Verse 1: GDP] Just succumb to the funk Then come for the music Stay for the d** This one goes out to the tar in my lungs The guitar and the drums Big ups to Al Saw - my man pots and pans Break dutch, and put the roach out on the van Traded a copy of Involvement for a gram Said it's FDA approved to make you shake your filthy rotten a** J Stamps, maybe they didn't know what to think at first And then it's like bing! A lightbulb blinks, then it occurs You've just confirmed every rumor I've heard So let the DJ get word And scratch it like someone poured inching powder all down his shirt From New Jers' For the world That's my oyster And up-and-comers smell my hustle - Ask for pointers Or some sort of Division East affiliation So that they can quit their day-shift And come on vacation From state to state Another day, another dollar menu Another shady promoter, another seedy f**ing venue [Verse 2: GDP] Just give in to the rhythm, live it f** around and sink your teeth in it And done did em' another penny's worth of wisdom Complements of the peanut gallery I try to surround myself with naive young girls down to breed The east coast is cheetoes Emcee's are dangerously cheesy Uplifting rap is far too preachy And if GDP seems too big for his bridges It's probably because they don't lead anywhere Hip Hop is not a business f** what you thought And what you've sought after The glamour and glitz of the cornball rap world They tried to build Rome in a day I'm like, you have to beg my pardon But I'm horrible with names And act suspicious The sacrilegious Rap's Sid Vicious Less talk, more get money, f** b**hes Get on over like a bride And spit to influence the youngsters Do d**, we're already dead like The Munsters [Verse 3: GDP] Just let loose to the groove True, I want to sniff some glue Smoked my body weight in opium And slept all afternoon They said hey, somebody has to bring the fear back in rap Matter fact, I'll do a GDP concert and get stabbed Hands on the mpc-2k pad like a harp [Big L - I got style, plus the way I be flowing is sharp] More in 16 bars than in some rappers whole careers So peers can see me stack cheddar like Lord Sear We can politic like lobbyists and solve problems with fists All I'm saying is name one instance when I'm not the sh** I suppose I've got a certain way about me Like there's conviction in everything I say - no boundaries Weed brownies and a vodka tonic stiff Put me where I need to be when scheming mediocre chicks The clam dip was halibut She hollered when she heard me Peace to Rumek and Terrorist No subways in Jersey [Outro] It goes - East Cost, Beats Dope, Clean Choch, Weed Smoke East Cost, Cheap Coke, Egos, Weed Smoke East Cost, Skeet Hoes, [?] , Weed Smoke East Cost, Beats Dope, Vino, Weed Smoke East Cost, Cheap Coke, Peeps Shows, Weed Smoke East Cost, Beats Dope, Skeet Hoes, Weed Smoke East Cost, Beats Dope, Clean Choch, Weed Smoke East Cost, Cheap Coke, Egos, Weed Smoke