Marco Polo - Bang This lyrics

Intro: Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, guess who's back It's me, your man Dae Make sure my mic sound righteous, you know how I like this Ey yo, Marco waddup Let's get it this time, I'm starving' (word) Verse 1: King Daevy The Great, put a steak on his plate We was meant to be together, baby it was no mistake Beyond fate, beyond anger and hate, we crossed paths Now it's like we attached at the waist I'm back in the place, throw a peace sign in your face A b-boy, who may have a 9 in his waist Space cadet, with a tape and ca**ette The type to tape the hate, if ya' makin' a threat Play it back and just laugh to for a second while it disintegrates I innovate styles, they stretch worldwide and integrate You heard of Dae, I got a murderous way I slay tracks, the main attraction, pissing on Millie Jackson Figure of speech, yo my friggin' release Makes about as much difference as a piss at the beach We got a hundred million rappers now, whatever ya' need Thug, drug, bugged, cyborg, political emceeees Chorus 1: You gotta hear me out, It's what it is now Now matter what you're standin' for, you need to get down Right now, non believers like wow Makin' somethin' outta nothin' all the haters like how MacGyver style, turn black to shine It's your man One Dae yo, I'm back to shine So fresh, a bit different from the rest Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes) Verse 2: I gotta be outta my gourd So I'mma die by what i live by, thats the sword My word play is like playing with fire Live wire, gettin' amped off hate and desire You hear the choir, I'm comin' like ten thousand chariots Full force, f*ck plain' games I'mma marry it These other rappers on they Marion Barry Smokin' crack at the Marriot with Tara and Sally I'm wearing' hoodies like Evidence and lurkin' in alleys Pumped up, ready to lift ya' like I'm working' at Balleys Can't figure out which way I should write So I don't know if i should get hyped or contrite Did a lot of wrong, but that don't really make it right I popped off more locks than a gang of wild Jamaicans fightin' I'm in the hood like politicians tryin' to get a vote And I ain't got a pot to piss in, but i got some smoke Chorus 2: You gotta hear me out, It's what it is now Now matter what you're standin' for, you need to get down Right now, non believers like wow Makin' somethin' outta nothin' all the haters like how MacGyver style, turn black to shine It's your man One Dae yo, I'm back to shine So fresh, a bit different from the rest Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes) Verse 3: Since day one, your man stuck to his guns Seen 'em come and go, I'm still here stackin' my ones Seen 'em blow quick and crawl back beggin' for crumbs Tyrin' to hustle, and they're better off bubblin' gum Straight frontin' with a couple jums under they tongue Immaculate slums, mad rappers, half of them s** Come on man, more than half of them s** Eighty five percent sound like they fell a few feet from a mic And someone pressed the red light and said f** it, he nice Threw the sh** in the store and put the kid on the tour He came back with AIDS broke, cause all the f*ckin' was raw They saw Dae, mutha f*cka ya' foul Nah, my duck duck goose b**h dippin' mutha f*cka that foul Got a serious style, but i can still smile wit a scowl I'm higher than all ya'll, give a pound to an owl Yo pardon, i gotta bounce now, I'm movin' my bowels (one) Chorus 3: You gotta hear me out, It's what it is now Now matter what you're standin' for, you need to get down Right now, non believers like wow Makin' somethin' outta nothin' all the haters like how MacGyver style, turn black to shine It's your man One Dae yo, I'm back to shine So fresh, a bit different from the rest Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes) Yes (yes, yes) Yes yes yes yes Yah yah, nah mean OD, M. Polo.. F*ck you if you h*mo, keep sh** so thorough All five boroughs Worldwide, all seven continents