Senica Da Misfit - Take em Back lyrics

The Montra, yeah, Senica Verse 1 I be the illest prophet with logic yall know that God is with me, When I am vibing you others Jiving is non-existent Spit the pa**ion over cla**ics when crafting half of the map of shift from this vocabulist Im not your average kid Im from the block where them Knotties puffing that greenery bullets busting all through your body changing your scenery Too smooth like flossing with thick j**els been rude ever since Ice cube was running with Easy E I put them non-believers in them coliseums let they mama see them in a mausoleum im a lead yah The fly crew live and I provide you the rhyme too party bangin Im a slide through like a visa Deeper how I explain it home of the Ravens embracing a flamer dead on the pavement is how I leave yah Hood bring it the essence of dope slanging I rep it with those bangas no question Ill come see yah No disrespect but we tired of you same old stopping me I dont think so take em back Like Hook: 2PAC la, la, la ,la, la Take em back like la, la, la Verse 2 Word up lyrics Im exercising the realest and d**h defiant flooding my neck with diamonds to bless like I stepped with Ghandi Them others recognize me my records is jeopardizing impress with the message rhyming your posses a bunch of zombies I got the hood behind me my homies is quick to snatch you then visit and blitz you leave you twisted like a triple axle Got the emphasis you have witnessed the infamous spitting lava thats fire im hotter change up your temperature Yall know Senica's deeper then Machavelli adversaries smoking like buddha in zig zags or phillies stack a half a milli Whenever I pack a building fading them haters thats fronting they know they had to feel me and hear me to capture like Directors with the actors filming they happen to start yapping I just grab them and smack them silly rather be hungry driven Then be on the road to riches selling out just to get paper take em back like Hook: 2PAC la, la, la, la, la Take em back like la, la, la Verse 3 To all my crazy Niccas thats drunk off the ways of liquor then gripping to raise a pistol im flipping the way I give you The streets and it stays official my peoples that play position wait for the signal that I give them let the razor split yah We not suburbians we coming out of Murderland swirving to burn a man he deserved it cut off his other hand homies is husseling Shoveling to the customers cops rushing these brothers and snitches is trying to turn them in them other cats you find them bleeding Aiming gats like they quarterbacks have them catching bullets like they wide receivers take em back like Jerusalem times of Jesus Before the bottle popping body rocking dimes and divas like a King pen with product I supply the region on these streets never sleep Thats a sign of weakness people heard me said im lacing the track its all factual something natural take em back like Hook: 2PAC la, la, la, la Take em back like la, la, la Jimmy Flight, Darkfada, The Montra 2Pac: la, la, la, uhh, to all my heads in the hoods its your MVP of the DMV 2PAC: la, la, la, la, la, la