Jon Doe - Roll Out the Red lyrics

[Intro] Yeah...King Syze, uh! Q-D! Army of the Pharaohs Check it out Uh...yo... [Hook #1] I've been, under the surface, man, but guess who's back? King Syze, motherf**er, on a Jon Doe track And it's been a little bit since you heard from me But I been havin' y'all fiendin', man, purposely [Hook #2] {2X} Yo, it's been a long time, I know, it ain't fair The population waited enough, yo, I'm here It's been a long time since I blessed the ma**es The main attraction, why y'all talkin' 'bout rappin'? [Verse 1] Yo, yo, yo... Bang my sh** through your headphones and get your head blown I'm 20 for 20, with 20 ??? in the rap zone Field goal n***as come short, only half the stat Detach your cap, d**h trap in the rappin' match My habitat: of course, rough sports Sometimes I'm off course, lookin' for the source And when I stretch from a long day Hard pay, better get out the dog's way, no delay Don't f** with Syze, come on, watch how I leave a hole in your chest Invisible to the naked eye The doc won't know, he'll be injectin' you breath But you'll be bleedin' 'till ain't sh** but skin and skeleton left Every test, just a path to see who's next Just a way to measure who can stand, chest to chest On this mic, I'm pleadin' guilty, but confessin' to d**h And I'm here to take the game and you can have what's left [Hook #1] [Hook #2] {2X} [Verse 2] Watch yo back motherf**er, King Syze the hurricane Street gentleman with a well-deserved name (I'm hot) I burn flame, (You not) You cold rain Hip-hop's my first name, this rap's my last days I spit the worst pain, the pressure will burst veins My first reign: way before the Earth came Your sh** is phony, don't know me, go get your homies I'm hittin' harder than Jim Tomey, and y'all n***as don't know me I feel like the world owes me, gimme that I'm spittin' scriptural for Biblical cats, criminals with pitiful raps Lyrical stats: pinnacle and critical to my map Check it out now...nowhere I'm gonna end up, ten-hut Goin' long and deep, f** drama in the streets I'm bringin' karma on beats, palmin' the heat Only if my life's in danger Come on, dog, that's a no-brainer And to this mic, man, I ain't no stranger That's why I rearrange ya, pour straight out the f**in' manger [Hook #1 with variations] [Hook #2] {2X}