We Can Get Big, We Can, We Can Get Big 8x
Throw your hands in the
And wave them like you just don't
Throw your hands in the
And wave them like you just don't
[Verse One]
So super technically gifted, but blunt I spliff'd it
A crazy youngin my restraining orders never lifted
If this, dope track, don't make you approach wack
Mc's, like planes you'll never get to coach that
I mean, if you ain't ever gotta team to lean on
You'll be washed up like Kells no Kenan
The beams on, now get abducted, better yet instructed
On this rap college Hall of Fame in which I've been inducted
Look, the first thing about a pro is flow
If you ain't got that, then you need to go fa sho
Or grow some dough, cuz see flow can be two things
The flow of technicality, or money for two chains
I do change occasionally, the angel in me
Comes out, but then it runs out, when them guns out
I ain't a gangster better yet I'mma gentleman
But I got all this adrenaline, got me grunting like Wimbledon
So the simpleton's, know im the sickest, u get this
Your life is gonna be put in danger just like a witness
Never mind all the rhymes I'm icing
But I'm gambling yo life away, time is dice
And I roll, no Wiz Khalifa bit im too dope
You say I'm boring, well I'll make Mormon out of the Pope
Life is card who will Re-Nig
But I never will fold, because we can get big
[Hook]
We can get big man I swear
If you agree please throw ya hands in the air
You from the east, west, south or wild Midwest
Let me kick on a remix of A Tribe Called Quest
Now we got the boom bap, its hip hop
I'm huger than a fugitive, but I won't get caught
Up with, when I'm rough with, you who you bluff
It's, easier than all the media coming to see who you puff with
Man I'm glaucomic, your excuses, are useless
I leave unstable you diagnosed with lupus
Ruthless, I am when I leave a n***a toothless
Rootless, you are, lying n***as super truthless
This is track q tip's and mr phife
The knife is the instrument that's used to end ya life
Right, murder u in darkness, and have u step into light
I mean the light I'm making when I kick it on the mic
This is my cla**ic, coming rapped up in plastic
Assisting you special n***as, thinking I just pa**ed it
Casted, you all away, I ball today, like pickups
Cause life is like a chess game (church), see the bishops
Dudes suspicious, suspect that we, combat the government
I'm loving it, the game just made a covenant
With me, an every day, poor little nig
But it don't really matter because we can get big
[Hook]