Random - You Know the Name (Feat. Storyville) lyrics

[Verse 1: Random] Verbally I punch rappers in the stomach with this Ask 'em if they really really want it with this Cats wanna battle but they ain't coming equipped Sweeter than ghetto Kool-Aid, but running they lips I skip the school days like that Left to step into the frats Now they liken me to Big Brother or Mike T The mission when I'm spittin' is a written tradition But I put it to a beat 'cause brothers don't seem to listen Got the flawless designing, so I'm a keep rhymin' and climbin' Stay on track like the Broad Street Line and Refining my craft The microphone, that's my rod and my staff I got the Lord God on my path Since I was like nine and a half Put the rhymes on the pad Wanting hot bomb beats like a Donovan pa** Spent time in the cla** till I felt I could teach it Still rock frequent unorthodox sequence Check the credits for Random and Jarbo Spit money word just like Wachovia and Fargo Borrow never bore, sever your head with metaphors Who bring it like I brung it? Man, you ain't did it cause I done it Make the whole stock market plummet You noobs get pwned Crews get thrown for disrespecting when the music's on I used to be about the shoes and clothes Now I do it for the ooo and the ooh Know when to snap like The Fonz So what you cats on play it like [?] Get paid to ride the pine, signed on the dotted line So with these rhymes I climb, never wanna decline Age like wine, y'all cats is vinegar When I spit a bar, I'm not into y'all Ask yourself, why'd you get involved Take the mittens off (Fight!) [Hook] Level up fam, you know the name It's Mega with his pristine spit 8-bit, processes up to 16-bit Cartridge to disk We gonna get these chips until we filthy rich Level up fam, you know the name Random Beats, my fam is deep Log off if you cats can't stand the heat Don't taze me bro Turn up the radio, and away we go [Verse 2: Storyville] Yo, yo everybody act calm, Story rhyming with ammo I'm Capcom gone wrong, Bionic Commando Stretch you out like Dhalsim, roundhouse kicks Yoga Fire douse 'em, (Yoga Flame!) announcement Mega Ran 9 short circuit your fiber optics Cold rocking the whole robotic metropolis The plot thick, Mega Ran, anger all consumin' He hold back then come down right fierce like Hayuken (Hadouken!) Getway time, lasers spray, my deadly game I'm armed rain or shine, Devil may Cry I Rock a gunsword Time to run for it I'm at your front door riding in a Rush Ford Protoman ride shotty with two hotties Chun-li and Cammy bumping they bit La Di Da Di Street Fighter karate when DN3 drop beats Storyville ill Mega Ran do y'all copy? [Hook] Level up fam, you know the name [Random] It's Mega with his pristine spit 8-bit, processes up to 16-bit Cartridge to disk We gonna get these chips until we filthy rich Level up fam, you know the name [Storyville] Story freaking 'ville, ain't a damn thing changed (how fly?) From a go for broke, you can't play me yo Turn up the radio and away we go [Verse 3: Storyville] Hey yo as-salāmu ʿalaykum All of your Playstations Got cheerleaders cartwheeling when I beat game stages Hit up my man Ran to defeat the boss Only big dude with gla**es on the Wheaties box Online shine whipping virtual a** Storyville finesse style circle the squares Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A Start I get infinite fans (Fire!) [Random] You ain't even an honorable mention I'm the linchpin while the rest is henchmen Your interview's more interesting than your music But your YouTube hits don't translate to units Foolish dudes just clueless on the game they lame Seeking a scapegoat to shoulder the blame But it's more of the same with a colorful package So why these brothers cover the whackness? These brothers is average Hiding under the mattress you slept on, be on Homie you was surely born And if not you gotta follow me, think logically Next time try quality over quantity And I'm a state it publicly I don't do the subtleties You come at me, I'll put you in your place like a puzzle piece I play pool with the planets The sun that's my lantern When I'm done I sip from the Atlantic Major like Vince Payne when I spit game Insane put five on it like Rick James Switch lanes put you cats on the shoulder Yo D stop the beat man it's over (You win!) Level up fam, you know the name (echo) [Random] What else can I say? [Storyville] Man, that verse came across as (Perfect!) Yeah, I think that idea was (Perfect!)