Prodigy Of Mobb Deep - So Fresh lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Webby] Webby hit them in the head with it, until they lose their motor sk**s Constantly confronting my lyricism and flowing ill Now they know the deal, crushing sh**, clover field Rappers need to get their weight up cause they're looking Jonah Hill Compose the real, there ain't no slim fast here And Poland Spring is what I bring, cause I can spit that clear Shout to Jude and Lord Sear, all out to their speakers Making real rap music, they singing with Justin Bieber It's a shame, everyone on the radio sound the same One more person rhyming model with bottle I go insane All these bullsh** club records with they autotune and dance moves Everybody selling now, but that's the sh** I can't do What up P, Queens to CT Let me show ‘em how we do it in the 203 Shout to Apathy any other real people doing it My chips are all in, move or lose it for the music, yeah Bowser's back chillin' where the sour's at Went against the odds and rose above and sh**, I'm proud of that Kicking flows on my tekken sh** Rapping superpower stronger than the X-Men, b**h, yeah (GANGSTA) Oh, you shook once you fall back Fight night, fall, get your jaw cracked We keep it infamous, and making punk rappers dig a ditch and bury their careers Cause these rap game, we're built for this! [Hook Ft: Prodigy] Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow I got the permanent flow, I'm stuck in this zone I'm so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh I keep it so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh Rapping out of control, these rappers is slow I got the permanent flow, I'm stuck in this zone I'm so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh I keep you so fresh, so fresh, so fresh, so fresh [Verse 2: Prodigy] Rap God, my balls are that hard My blood is that frosty, cold is up north In the mountains and college doing s** on a bar Like two hoodies on, it's freezing, I'm charged My adrenaline pumping, and it's keeping me warm I got so many plans in my head, it's keeping me going Cause I know the other side of these barb wire fencing It's a whole world out there for me to just dig in And eat like a runaway slave These cotton picking b**hes, trying to get me for my pay Listen, I am not the idiot n***a, I am not the ???, ho I k** your perm though, and let the third go When a rapper try to stunt on me Yo, Webby, get ‘em, School these youngins' who the f** I be (I got you) You can't put pimp in a box You can pigeonhole me, I do what I want MC ??? is with fat laces, sneaker king b**h, nice pair of Asics While you at home, plugged it to the Matrix Me and C-Web get bread in real life, take a pic Cause I stay PIF and they need to go shopping when they see my fresh It's like this nig, it's like that rat None of ya'll better ever try to act like you that ill [Hook] [During and after hook outro: Prodigy] When ya'll gonna learn Everybody ain't got it Please, check our résumés Webby, yeah my n***a Aye yo my n***a J-Cash told me f** a intro It's betta to tell um to f** off at the end of the song So f** off, n***a b**h a** n***as Broke a** rappers Wanna-be celebrities But you'll never be nothin' like Chris Webby and Dom P Uhh, it's like that n***a