Hieroglyphics - Shout It Out lyrics

[Hook: Pep Love] Shout it out loud and proud Understand me and my family Do the damn thing Shout it out, shout it out [Opio] I wanna eat Nikka Costa like she was pasta And lick Nelly Furtado like gellato I make 'em sing high notes of st-staccatto And gettin Maxim hiero tattoos tomorrow I'm trying to get my mind off punany it's hard though How hard? Harder than Suge Knight ask Vanilla It's k**a, Neo-Nazis couldn't stop me See Op Lindsey see no busy still a fleet of freaks jock me Like I'm co*ky I'm a handle mine Squeeze lime on my Corona keep my eye on my oponent Flow hard like Omar Khadafi with a co*ked 3.80 Make em stop and listen when I start to spittin maybe The part you missin is the art of ingenuity Sadie Hawkins wouldn't choose your lazy a** You slow as a Mercury Topaz with no gas Urkin me could get your bones cracked Perfect street corner thug feel his heat from the ugh Burnin deep in your young street sweepers in the slums Clearin out fake sh** take it back where it's from Understand me? [Hook: Pep Love] [Pep Love] I build Pyramidiums with idioms Over hip-hop drums in the city slums Where my n***as from, where we be rollin the biggest blunts Where the honeys is on us when we bend corners Not as humongous since a young buck when I would run amuck With the gun tucked snug in the small of my back Now I'm renown all around the almanac and done did all of that You cats still rebellin But I'm a rebel and I'll never let the devil win I'm breaking the Rock of Gilbraltar down to pebbles when I alter sound And let it spin like my medicine will and my good feelin We come through con-geal-in we making moves not yieldin [Hook: Pep Love] [Casual] I'm about to make the news I'm Langston Hughes a poet to you gangsta dudes Still sit around and drink some brews A n***a thow down switchin up the bank I use I hate to loose that's why I still got weight to loose You broke n***a was never paid eight for shoes They confused I'm a cat that you can't amuse Never feelin no restraint n***a break the rules Haze is cool but roll that phat Put all that good green in the golden wrap Who controlin rap? And who holdin craps? I'm a natural pick in my afro cap Whatever you 'bout to cop I got half on that Smash Rockwell sippin on caribbean co*ktail I know the block well got knock for sell Just call me we can polly over lobster tails Party over when a mobster bails Hardly sober but I know she got a toxic smell I need a bad b**h who rocks Chanel Not the same one piece that she caught on sale Keep it real stock wheels '76 Seville Off hella sh** tryin to tell a b**h the deal He on one pullin skits that'll get you k**ed ? ? ? ? pretty enough to paint pictures [Hook: Pep Love]