Géabé - It's Nothing lyrics

[Verse 1: Psycho Les] Take cover, it's the amba**ador Freeload, we goin' back to war n***a, I'm a be standin' right at your door And when you open it up, I'm a tap your jaw Like (*kung fu sound*) I'm a make you popular And fill you with more lead than a pencil sharpener What's the solution we start a revolution, its only fair I give a speech like Tony Blair, yeah And you don't wanna get stampede, yeah Tryna pull a landspeed (f** that) I'll handle the last nail in your coffin And have you swimmin' with the dolphins (spongebob) And if I hear someone splattered ? I won't be surprised f*ggot had it comin' Now, this is what the psycho's like (boom) A six-pack a dynamite [Hook: Gab] It's nothin', for me to have the shotgun pumpin' It's nothin', to have the whole spot done rumblin' It's nothin', for me to have you mutha f**as frontin' Ya n***a won't have this it's bustin' discussin' It's nothin', for me to straight touch 'em, bust 'em It's nothin', Cris bustin' disgustin' It's nothin', to leave a n***a with a concussion If you think we won't have gun bustin', done scussin' It's nothin' [Verse 2: AG] It's goin' down like geronimo n***as call me A like honor roll, sick like common cold The most prolific, I'm so gifted That's why every day I should celebrate Christmas This sh** is the bomb I wanna get it like Sean, John or Carter, and split it with Moms Held down Jails like BVD's I write movies, put this verse on DVD Now look out, or get took out like Chinese Ask the block, we stuck together, they say we siamese Shoot the fever, A so hot they had to make a booth in a walk-in freezer I'm talkin' ether, Boston strangler from the Bronx Put a forest on your face with Timberlands, stomp We 'bout to heat up so keep up, while AG and the Beatnuts f** the beat up [Hook: Gab] It's nothin', for me to have the shotgun pumpin' It's nothin', to have the whole spot done rumblin' It's nothin', for me to have you mutha f**as frontin' Ya n***a won't have this it's bustin' discussin' It's nothin', for me to straight touch 'em, bust 'em It's nothin', Cris bustin' disgustin' It's nothin', to leave a n***a with a concussion If you think we won't have gun bustin', done scussin' It's nothin' [Verse 3: Ju-Ju] It's chit chat like ya'll n***as comin' to get that Bought your album, ended up givin' the sh** back So rizznap, ya'll n***as is whizznack b**h, you on the other hand, everything giftwrapped Make you feel your career's a mishap Ya'll fake men, really what you need is a b**hslap Unattach, carry guns to mismatch And all fully loaded just waitin' to dispatch But with this track, I'm closin' a big gap The truth will unfold, young and old will dig that When I spit that, you feel the pain I make n***as uptight like a chair on a plane I'm pissed off like a bear on a chain I'll push back your wig, catch some air on your brain I'm not tryna act thug but I'm sayin It's the ones that you least expect that start sprayin' [Hook: Gab] It's nothin', for me to have the shotgun pumpin' It's nothin', to have the whole spot done rumblin' It's nothin', for me to have you mutha f**as frontin' Ya n***a won't have this it's bustin' discussin' It's nothin', for me to straight touch 'em, bust 'em It's nothin', Cris bustin' disgustin' It's nothin', to leave a n***a with a concussion If you think we won't have gun bustin', done scussin' It's nothin'