[Guilty Simpson]
Prolific, flow like blow, sniff it
Get zooted, banging that dope music
My mind is set, this year n***as better step it up
I get the job done way before the check is cut
I don't wrote write raps for free
If I did, I won't make it like Shaq from three
My motto is simple
Without that loot your instrumentals stay instrumentals
A blind man could see the kid's potential
And take notice so I grind and stay focused
If I was any hotter, I'd drink straight vodka
Spit out flames, and piss lava
That hot fam, try again
That's why I got hoes like firemen
You could plug 'em up to hydrants
I should push a big red truck with sirens
Got a flow that'll stop beginners
I maul y'all a shopping center
Every time I yell I say
J Detroit I to the L-L-A
J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4)
[Hook]
With that raw sh**
Turn it up loud in your car sh**
Finger tips split that cigar sh**
Let's smoke n***a
Holler at your mans, I'll blow with ya
(Repeat x2)
J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4)
[M.E.D]
I bang nothing but that raw sh**
Neighbors bang on the wall pissed from the noise and the blunt scent
With a chick getting blown like a trumpet
For wondering how I stand still and still run this
Full stomach, hunger in the eyes, greedy
In your speezy take sh** like n***a you don't need these
Titles and mics, homey you don't need these
My CD's tight like six n***as in a Sea Breeze
I flow so sick and won't sneeze
Sack hold craps with no cheese
Rap Gs, rubberband one hand I part your gold teeth
J Dilla my n***a I call him OG
The street symphony, epitome
The underdogs who grind hard for the victory
Get them weak rhymes outta my face
I clap 16 bars that might catch me a case
I'm back, don't stop til my lungs collapse
Til then close your eyes, n***a, imagine that