Mikie Slapz - Got 'Em lyrics

[VERSE 1] Homie all I'm trying to do is get to full potential/ This ain't no ghost riddle bullshi*t boy, it's all skittles/ Hella, fundamental, raw wit the flizzow/ Live in the studio, tapping the key notes/ I manufactured this approach, say you should call me the coach/ "Oh you rap oh you make beats?" Yup I do both/ And some more, for that cheddar dude and if the bumping this in the club/ Need to get them hands up, I don't care if you from the/ North to the South to the East Side of me/ I'm on the West but I ain't that far away/ No, no I ain't that far away, hit your town put it down homie Sla-p-zie's way/ To me the easy way, if you play the way that I play/ Gone off the grapes whole 8th to the face/ Plenty skinny's in place sipping me Henny no chase/ I been spoke but I just rose you wannabees late/ [HOOK] I can't live my life as a liar, but all I can really do is stay true/ And I get it through as a rhymer, but if it's f*ck me then f*ck you/ And I, I – I – I – I got ‘em/ And I, I – I – I – I got ‘em/ And I/ [VERSE 2] Yea I'm known for making beats that's unnatural/ Spit a track in a flash real fast or slow/ You don't know, how I compose flows sicker then the average Joe/ Got the hoes saying oh as soon as I go/ So what you want I got hustle plus the flow/ On one going dumb until the police show/ Funny thing, is I'm rolling solo, and what you missing that I ain't mentioned/ Be that I'm dope like coke that was cooked in the kitchen/ And this, this beat is making me hallucinate/ Making a ni**a sweat-sweat feel like I'm loosing weight/ And if lust was the case then I shine like Dayton's/ Couple of times on stage and ni**as already hating/ Now should I walk away, since you hard as hell/ Or should I shank your a** and risk going to jail/ No, f*ck the bullsh*t I'm all about the cash/ And f*ck you and what you going through how about that/ [HOOK] [VERSE 3] To, be who I bee got to f*ck with bars and keys/ And I ain't talking 'bout the pokey or the federalis/ Speak a speech like Luther King, really clean like Mr. Clean/ See me in your dreams on Friday the 13th/ Skidamaradink a dink, fresh unique/ Skidimerink of doo doo, is all I put in me Sweet/ Yathadimean, I chief daily/ And I freaked your beezie last week her say I'm bomb like M-80s Straight 80's Baby, came from the 80's baby/ Sh*t been crazy lately but I got to remain a G/ Yea I got to remain a G homie I breathe for defeat/ And come complete with a technique that's too discreet/ Yea that's my style and it ain't free, and just that simple/ Speak the truth out my dental yup do me own instrumentals/ And if you see how I see it last night your beezie was a rental/ Jumped the d**k with the swift like a pit bull up out a kennel/ [HOOK]