Sevin - Act Like You Know lyrics

What's crackin man? Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah Word Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah Ay shut up man just put the beat on homie Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah Sick of this junk Yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah You better act like you know [Verse 1: Sevin] Uh, uh It's the rebirth beat I've returned where the worst sleep Trained to spit octane bangin a work beat My gang'll be God danged If hangin in cursed streets Remains to be our thang We ain't slavin' to work cheap At first leap I combust a rehearsed piece Statistic like crack sales just in the first week We turf heap And by the name we convert sheep Poppin' hotter than the lava the crust of the earth leaked Used to catch me in the back streets And runnin' from the po's like a athlete In your sneaks When the 4 pop off we blast heat Trouble up out the back seat Til rivals is wrapped up in dirt sheets But things changed mane Now I'm perchin' in church seats Still 14 inches suspension my kit's sleek Poundin down sick town strips with thick beats Still get love from the bloods And cuz that crypt keep Cause the thug that once was still loves his street C'mon [Hook: Sevin] Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know [Verse 2: Sevin] C'mon Uh So what's the prognosis I s'pose it's the mob's focus To jog closest to the God that can guide Moses Children of the wilderness k**ers, firocious Survivin' off of dried raw hide and fried locust Born in a obscure storm But I focus Still eatin' morsels of meat beside poachers My adrenaline matches the venom inside cobras Better recognize me like "Oh! Buenas Nochas" For beef I used to keep a Sig co*ked Plus I could make Fishburne like Laurence in gridlock But I quit playin' project pros like Chris Rock Now I flip like the Boston George of hip-hop I'm a cold blooded pastor I knelt with his flock Now I roll on behalf of myself and his props And my flows gon' have to be felt cuz it's hot Til my goal's like a chastity belt and it's locked [Hook: Sevin] Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah You better act like you know [Verse 3: Sevin] That's right It's full clip time And I only used to eat huh Once every two days to ration boy Now I rip tracks kick back and let the cash deploy I bring heat like a asteroid Check ya spot Soon as the record drops ya ave's destroyed We used to treat em like kids Shake em like SIDS After layin' em in they crib with a plastic toy Now I'm feelin' everlasting joy Gettin' my cake right Lakeside chillin' with the Napster boy Who wanna face-off with Castor Troy? I got the psycho spit Monster truck ya'll on that Tyco tip Go head try yo bliss I'm the mic-phone's Michael Vick This Sevin ain't pa**in boy And my style's like high mileage on napalm gas Disrupting your frequency like a A-Bomb blast Endorsing the king I'm moving with the force of a Morpheus being Bring you the truth... in the form of a scorpion sting Wait did I catch that I know he didn't say that I said I, I Bring you the truth but in the form of a scorpion sting What Act like you know Uh, uh, uh HOG LIFE Yeah, yeah H to the OG M to the OB L to the IFE