Saigon - The Rules lyrics

[Saigon:] I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do My n***a, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last Of my priority list This is the difference between me and them [Saigon:] Check New New Yiddy is back in full effect We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets We one of the few left that ain't riding the west Ain't dick s**ing the south You still will get punched in ya mouth You ever f** around luck buck'em down I like the way that sound luck buck'em down I'm bucking the f** out of this duck n***a now I uppercut the s**er the f**er gon touch the ground Since two thou I came with another style My sh** was "sharp-then" just like brother Al But I was never rocking a perm If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn I could try to take the popular term Rap about a bunch of bullsh** that's not really not my concern Or I could do some old dumb sh** that come with a melody n***a I know the game what the f** is you telling me I love this hip hop sh** n***a you smelling me How else could a n***a get rich with two felonies [Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes "Woo-Hah! "] I know you really want to know who's Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules [Saigon:] Ya'll n***as flows is dookie I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki Burning whoever closest to me The verbalize meat that ya'll eat Laying back on the concrete Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat n***as can't resist to put the bond first If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst O nine we flipping this into some other different sh** Real n***as come get your certificates if you interested First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it This is some serious sh** go head think I'm playing then See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity Look n***a see what life did to me Turn me colder than my older raps Colder than polar caps Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback I used to cook crack they took that I learn to jux cats Where the brook at We got this locked put that back And new yiddy is back in full effect f** around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects' I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect Yep! [Chorus x2]