Muneshine - I See lyrics

[Verse One] [D-Sisive]: Before I came to carve my name Bomb my name on walls and trains My back was against the walls I'd spray Against All Odds like Colin sang Pop light trapped in darkened cave Where rodents crawl and cobwebs hang Conversate with a volleyball palm Drawn on face like Thomas Hanks Found my callin', found my faith Tip and Phife Dawg, found my way Knotted my laces hard and came Back to say goodbye, calling James To the so cliche, so cliche, so been done before, so Stephen Page So recycled, so T-Pain Flows so dope, or so he claims [Chorus]: I see The gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the sh** is depressin' Pathetic, please forget it I see The gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the sh** is depressin' Pathetic, please forget it "You're mad cause my style you're admirin'" - Notorious B.I.G. 'Flava In Ya Ear (Remix) [Verse Two] [Muneshine]: Legendary already Not Don Henley or Tom Petty (no sir_ But to many I'm on better than any I presume you are not in tune I am not in tune I am now into Put the Dot in the middle and the end of if you Can remember it Due to forget it, next move but I never quit Don't sleep, never hit snooze or chew sedatives f** rap, this here's for relevance This the kid's year, success it lives here Amidst the evidence Ever since me and D linked Never flinch, eyes peeled better get a glimpse Do the math we the survey choice We get cake and celebrate, we the birthday boys Get to know us, focus, notice, know this Know it's, hopeless, to go against us [Chorus]: I see The gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the sh** is depressin' Pathetic, please forget it I see The gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the sh** is depressin' Pathetic, please forget it "You're mad cause my style you're admirin'" [Verse Three] [9th Uno]: Since a young man of thirteen I've been the worst thing To happen to wack rappers over exerting And tryin' hard, I am human so I am flawed But on the mic I let there be light like I am God Yet I am odd and may be headed for nowhere 9th gettin' his due credit is so rare You wanna throw fair, don't even go there I leave you face down like Chris Brown, no air And I don't mean Rihanna so you can pause that Fellas want they balls back, girls want they draws back Cause I hit it and quit it, split it with no call back Never fall flat or fall back I will prevail on 'em Never spit frail on 'em Whale on 'em Straight Christian Bale on 'em Tilt the scale on 'em Dead fly see, fake million dollar men Ted Diabiase [Chorus]: I see The gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the sh** is depressin' Pathetic, please forget it I see The gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the sh** is depressin' Pathetic, please forget it "You're mad cause my style you're admirin'" [Verse Four] [Little Vic]: We right, it's V nice and D-Sisive See bitin' like I started to be Tyson Someone called me a guinea while street fightin' Hit 'em so fast now they call me "Grease Lightening" Bridging hip hop and I don't need hyphens Collab with cats, spit, watch 'em retypin' they last sh** Hot air balloons in this rap sh** In the basket a cow, let the beef heighten That's Vic for days, puffin' lemon lime And get f**ed up like David Ruffin in his prime I'm on some prime rib Gla** of that almond 'yac 50 grand in the bomber jacket I can get rude, smooth, calm, attack it With the same brutality they bomb Iraq with Flip words for birds Call you the albatross We used to have parties in the dark with the power off Soldiers look at Vic like, "Yeah, that's our boss." Bring me chickens minus the sweet and sour sauce Big until your last figures get touched Used every quarter and smoked every cigarette bu*t With a big bowl of pasta, giggalo posture Same ? when the trigger blows, got ya! I got ya "Don't get mad"