Live Percenters - Binaca lyrics

Now hear this? Ever heard this bout superficial, artificial Plastic wanna be MCs But we call that rapper We don't cater, we bring the danger Original 9 percenters So watch you as we enter Selecta! Sometimes I get nice, shot 18 no ice Hey I'm black got me feeling guilty like Shawn Price Turn around and explain those uniform stripes Some of the truest on ice set his unicorn ice Do not see you at the table is that you deserve price Season of the throne but booty's a nightmare House with the dealers but never roll no dice Lear truth hot as her when you've been told twice sponsored links Trust my inner voice cause I usually ignore advice That's lay back more years slay back more slice Gold stand in diamonds come stand in all Of the top of an addict got the badges on smile What starts a new style coach a new cool Till it raise no pump mama raise no fool Old schools to the stupid, refuse to do reunions Pardon me and my vision For pursuing my visions [Chorus] Sometimes I get loose of orange juice and vodka Fight all come on need to get up Your style my steesh nothing in common They think I'm too much That's a current state I'll be me I'm doing speed that's a problem Five percenters and the place to be Be, be honest Everything we drop will keep the people up running Cut the head cut the hammer Strictly for the heads If you were hungry should've said so But do it today for slick rap rhymes Pardon me like we nice in this problem If you could be and we could chat Start a breakfast program Get those kids aware The true is with the little But not the rocking time system sipping ginger bread [Chorus] Make you feel alive like you just was born You though you had sk**s but yo pages got thorn Fought the hard way you've never been around miles Let's say what I say, there ain't enough of us You know enough to bluff That is just other stuff Fire talking, talking cut Speak up and open up Talk don't mean it so fast So if the lips move first don't mean you gonna last Cause I've been up all night perfecting out crowds God give the lesser life a pen in the path Sort of what you wish you had But never had to lend a hand Even protect your fam Look in reflection You can't protect that, you can't respect Come on you're next We've all been blessed Whipped by intentions Provide the incentive [Chorus]