Flying Pupa - Werdz lyrics

[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall] Yo, I'm from a place where the ba** disgraces the many faces And my rhymes cause distaste. My n***as are complacent When it comes to lacing hot tracks (Hot tracks). Fame-chasing n***as Call me Kardinal, Mr. Circle Rhyme Kicker Producer, ASR [?], snare-hitter God love us six-foot and more of that track spitter The more I flow (Yo!), the more I create envious n***as In my local. Hype n***a with unmatchable vocal [?] uncouth and rocking on the regular My man Solitair know the steelo. It's the “Silver House and the Girl” and then mom checking the holes But no goes to chicken—I possess too much beef I'm spectac like a coral reef, skin, teeth with spite Drink Sprite, then spit it out ‘cause my image is the illest Chew flavor and spit darts, arts lead to action [?] got more for rhyme satisfaction [Hook: All] Love, life, players, p**y Work, vision, innovation, sensation Me, you, black, strong n***as, trust, lust, s** [Verse 2: Choclair] Yo, I'm from the city where the snow blows and hoes blow Some girls talk, “No,” but we all know soul Then do a couple shows, then collect in the dough Then you hear me every night on your stere-ereo Then hear me every day on your stere-ereo Circle brings the heat to bleed out your nose How you feel when you see us coming with the real? Beats and rhymes and throw it right through your grill? Your girl saying, “Ew,” but wanting a dose Where The Circle from, dawg? (Yo, the T-Dot-O) And where the Choclair at? (Yo, ask [?]) Now, some dudes try to chase but break their ankles Now every word that I said leaves you confused I'm like two stones, just f**ing with your toes So understand the Choc', the one [?] The T-Dot-O that makes your knees knot [Hook: All] Love, life, players, p**y Work, vision, innovation, sensation Me, you, black, strong n***as, trust, lust, s** [Verse 3: Saukrates] They call me Lefty, Southpaw, The Outlaw Type of cat ghetto dwellers tend to look out for Without raw material, you out your Evanescent mind, my n***as. I'm too kind for n***as Putting in work. One day, decided to be the biggest It's right there. I swear I smell at least seven digits Me and Chase know that. Addicted to rap ‘Bout to clean up but still got some mixtures to scratch On the home front, I don't want none of my Roll-dogs to starve. It's been, like, four months Of “What's new?”, “Nothing”s, and “I can't call it”s See, my crew reduced to nothing but broke alcoholics Before. Now Outlaw soon to be rich Y'all waited for the day for socks to turn prick. Well I'ma grant your wishes. Arrival of the fittest Emcee. Survival of the richest to be To be, to be, to be, to be, to be [Hook: All] (x2) Love, life, players, p**y Work, vision, innovation, sensation Me, you, black, strong n***as, trust, lust, s**