[Intro - Choosey]
1-2-1, uh
You know what I'm saying?
You know how Choosey, and Exile do
Uh, its DS n***a
Look, uh
[Verse 1 - Choosey]
I'm flicking pennies out the window, hope they hit you just to wish you luck
'Cuz I'm praying you seeing faces, when you pick 'em up
I copped a bible off a brotha', he told me he knew Jehovah
I'd like to thank him for this paper I've been rolling up
Re-wrote the basic instructs, when I twisted it up
Inhaled a loud cloud, and exhaled it out, shall
My guns go boom-boom, and your guns go-
What I mean is big L's get pa**ed around now
Cyphers use to be the way we knew surround sound
James Brown the Messiah, we use to shout it loud
Prouder than Penny's family, planning on winning a Grammy
An Emmy, or any kind of plaque damn it
Plaque on my teeth, I spit the nasty grammar
Like what your mammy, and pappy be doing off camera
Or maybe on it-, may I be honest?
The sh** that I be on, be sh**ting on a scout performance
Or far beyond it, and if I'm yawning
I was thinking mattress moaning, you were talking holy matrimony
Okay, I'm a ba*tard, I'm spazzing i know
But don't be 'dose asking, what happened to the old me
[Hook - Choosey]
Pardon me, it ain't hard to see, I be on one
You hardly in my league, you weak, (?)
Strike three n***a, you all struck
And Imma take it Left Field, and watch 'em all done
Pardon me, it ain't hard to see, I be on one
You hardly in my league, you weak, (?)
Strike three n***a, you all struck
And Imma take it Left Field, you lost one
[Verse 2 - Choosey]
I crept through the cracks
Rap song braggadosh, naps on (?)
Cut it to a Plateau
Nappy a** flat top, barbershop dapper though
Styles, on styles of kick sh** n***as had to quote
sh** gets boring I switch it up, you can have the flow
Rap song Delorean, past, present, and pa**ed most
To the S's, and back folks
Until the disclaimer go, and ask who attended my last show
I'm next to a ten, two tens in the back yo
And I ain't talking 'bout the system on slap, no
I'm riding to my new, this what I do for the fans
They can't wait for that to drop, like the sh** is Tabasco
One hit away a** n***as 'gon crack, oh
I hit 'em once, they literally crack like crack hoes
Send they a** home with their pride, and their back broke
Me, and my homies reenact it, and crack jokes
[Hook]
[Outro]
Yea, live, and direct
From the left side of the map
Also known as the Left Field
This what we're tryna bring to ya'll
You know what I mean? We try to bring this to ya'll
Worldwide
Show ya'll exactly whats going down over here
In the Left Field
[Scratching]
I leave 'em out left field