L.A. Symphony - What You Say?!?! lyrics

[Verse One: Fatlip] Understand the style that's fat like a cow Wise like a serpent, wide eyed like an owl How many emcees must get dissed like this? This is the question I keep ya guessin I teach a lesson To the ignorant, lyrically illiterate, id-i-ots You fools need a good smacking Your styles like an egg made out of steel, it ain't craking [Cookbook] What you know about the Puerto Rican eradicated? Tragic like gladiator for all of biting alligators Cali haters, lolly-gaggers, slug is the validators Tell you it's fresh, for those of you yes man and you salivators I love singing pretty good at mud slingin' I love dreaming about keepin' you thugs steamin' I bug demons n' spirits of rappers with bunk meanin' Cook from l.a. symphony they call us young He-Men [Hook] What you say? We be emcees that's cut from a different mold What you say? I play the humble but y'all don't understand We stay away from stories that's forever told What you say huh? What you say huh? What you say huh? What you say? None of us be the battlin' type What you say? But if we gotta, it's for sure we gonna serve em What you say? And you know we gotta keep the crown hype What you say huh? What you say huh? [Verse Two] I'm on some duran duran with the reflex/which emcee's next To get checked?/ you just an insect like my ex-girls's Architect You better come correct/ step, before I blast you to the upper deck Take this personal I purposely mean to disrespect Awe man, come on, with your to the break of dawn Switch it to the Megatron extra loud like megaphone Microphones will make it long as i flip and take upon The burden of the surge'n for your rhymin' that is wrong Yeah man I start rappin then fools give me props and say I'm Hot like shadrac And them other two dudes that got locked Cause I'm Extraodinare fly like Jordan Air shoe be so it shouldn't matter If you be posted on the wall or on The floor bilamosin throw ya hands in the air wave'em like the ocean Oh since I ain't got no more time left I guess I better let you Know that my crew is the best and I'm out [Hook] [Verse Three] My first impulse when i see you is to bleed you Had a chance to bust, now I conclude you no longer need to Given the fact your track record s**s I've had enough money My lyri-cals be fly like sky That's on the word up Although i don't like writin' I got you bitin' Off the super def dj slash mc, that's me Your inglewood president got you s**ers knowin' I'm sick When comin' off the head quicker than Squint edits my lyrics [Fatlip] Well they call fatlip, the eligable bachelor Cause to the ladies, I'm quite an eye-catcher Mic's like a spatula cause I'm a flow-flipper I attack the track just like Jack the Ripper You're just a skipper, i'm the captian of the ship Cause when this record sells, we goin' fishin for chips Don't even ask how dope it is L.a. Symphony conductin themselves in a manner that's appropriate [Hook]