RyKo - Three Headed Monster lyrics

[Intro: RyKo] Ha ha.. yeah It's RyKo featuring Self Taught Straight out of Minnesota Listen up [Verse 1: RyKo] Cla** in session kids, I hope you brought your syllabus So that, you can witness this display of rap prowess I'mma need about three hours.. Or make that 24 Like my name was Jack Bauer, speaking of 24 I got that Kobe Bryant form I make defenders hit the floor Taking flight now watch me soar Trucking through these haters like my name was Frank Gore, of course I'm about to go off, these people sleeping on me like they dozed off Better hope they wake up Broke boys get your cake up Praying that they say sum f** you better pay up Faker than some make up Favorite artist Kreayshawn Ask who their team, they say Jacob Line these haters up I knock 'em down, pound for pound I'm the king of the ring, I leave my opponents in the ground They can't last a round, these punchlines will f** around And knock 'em out, tell me how that sh** sound now [Hook: RyKo] We put the state on our back The 320 on the map Now bring it back, please don't take a cat nap Sleeping on the kids will probably get your fat a** smacked And we do it for the Sota 10 blunts deep, riding in the Range Rova My whole team ballas like we go to Villanova RyKo and Self Taught on the beat game over [Verse 2: Double A] I'm with some real homies getting blunted like it's nothin' It's nothin', we just stuntin' havin' fun while we some youngin's Up and comin', these mother f**ers know we're on to somethin' If you talkin' 'bout the illest I'm the topic of discussion Mama look what I'm becomin', most discussed and that they've seen I'm dirty with these verses I got beef with Mr. Clean Best believe I'm on that green it's like Christmas y'all I'm just tryin' to get my money so my kid's kid's ball yeah.. So I'm k**in' everything in my way Man everybody claimin' they real but most are real f**in' fake But my team ain't, we straight, roll up and fade away.. I stay afloat like a parade Man I wear shades when I'm sleepin' cause my future so bright I'm paying dues, I'll get it soon, but for now just hold tight You won't bite, then what the f** you barking for Remarkable on the mic I give 'em more than they bargain for [Hook: RyKo] We put the state on our back The 320 on the map Now bring it back, please don't take a cat nap Sleeping on the kids will probably get your fat a** smacked And we do it for the Sota 10 blunts deep, riding in the Range Rova My whole team ballas like we go to Villanova RyKo and Self Taught on the beat, game over [Verse 3: D. Nave] Never sober, my green is green as Yoda You talkin' 'bout that work man I'll make sure I hit my quota Got that Ganja rolled up, your girl so glad we showed up Plastic cup I po' up, ho I'm leanin' off you know what That's that Bombay and that OJ, medicine so let's copay? Even when I don't play so they gon' say what they gon' say But they won't say, won't say it to my face so I won't change That's work no breaks, no c**aine Now whip that eighth make hash oil and take that to the bank Straight cash in the safe whatchu you know about bank Dank in the blunt, same k**er in the drank Drank in the cup got me kinda f**ed up so you better not speak until you think Hold up, let me switch this flow up, flow so sick it's like I throw up Show up late I'm 'bout to blow up, hold my dick I'm 'bout to go nuts n***a donuts cause my money crazy, pyrex sh** I dug the Navy? 10 bottles, 20 ladies, party like a rock star from the 80's My music loud and my dope is too, I choose to do what I'm supposed to do And that's smoke a boo?, speak the truth Hope that a motha f**a reaches you it's like that [Outra: RyKo, Double A, D. Nave] Now I gotta fix the 80's part Self Taught RyKo 'ello We do it for the Sota 10 blunts deep riding in the Range Rova My whole team ballas like we go to Villanova RyKo and Self Taught on the beat, game over