Shabaam Sahdeeq - Straight Like That lyrics

[Shabaam Sahdeeq] Yeah.. It's S-Double baby, yaknah'mean uh Can no motherf**in lil' executive sittin behind a desk Tell me whaat's goin on in the streets, knahmean I'm in the streets everyday uh, yaknow I'm in the party spazzin out Doin drinks, throwin blows.. what! [Verse 1] Hate so thick when they know that you so sick Sick hustle so swift, that I seen the track jip ships Pitch-black b**h from fools that pop sh** Lock sh**, like clamps and shackles on hostage Blown ya mind with a poisonous verse, disperse ya team Let's battle for ya change, whips, cash, and cream What? Sinister Sounds C.E.O., see me flow Break n***as apart like C3P-O Y'all herbs ain't lethal, y'all n***as is small people I crush you with a two ton verse, unrehearsed They question the validity cuz they see me with us three Trust me, it'll take a lot for you to crush me Your wife is a hussie, your crew; they hush-puppies Try to bite like sharks, but get ate like guppies Try to play me, look at the f**in monster y'all made fu*k Rawkus! I'm sharper than any razor blade On this one here, I'mma go straight for the jugular Brain and Jared, straight up be f**in each other (f*ggots) In the a**, straight gas without the Texaco I'm next to blow, like Molokov's in ya car window And your artists could say they names thirty times in a song n***as ain't gon' remember once Sahdeeq get on And after this y'all could all go and make a diss song Or put a stamp on a bomb and mail it to ya moms [Hook w/ talking in background] 2x Cuz straight like that I'mma tell the world you wack Straight like that Won't you take that knife out my back Straight like that I'mma smack you with the back of the gat Straight like that You blast at me, I'll blast back [Verse 2] I got the fever baby... I'm hot and I'm sweaty I bring the drama to you fake-a** bookstore revolutionaries And all y'all n***as think y'all know my steez, please I moved everything, from coke to trees And every pull that I moved, I always was that new n***a I'm used to the hate, so watch how I do n***as Duke you straight crab-cake, I'll put you on Gave ya first check, and your first artist the pen And you overpaid street-team n***as, shut ya trap When ya label done, you'll be back to flips it in Craps They got all y'all under pressure, but not me though I gots no company whip, or Company Flow And Black Shawn you can go 'head and smoke some more dust Sinister Sounds, ain't none of y'all n***as f**in with us And Pharoahe you my n***a, but ya manager a b**h A mega, traitor -- push you down the escalator This for Arnold, Jason, and Dilo All you die-hard Rawkus fans just don't know The label is obsolete, I bomb ya fleet Move discrete, served the charge for a couple of weeks Didn't let my sh** bump, Y'ALL ni**aZ IS CHUMPS! So like camel backs, I'm leavin ya dome with two lumps You get rained on, better yet, get pissed on This n***a is PISSED OFF, you boys rippin me off [Hook] 2x [Sahdeeq talking] Y'all lil' f*ggots up here, can't stop nothin, knah'mean Word up, Never Say Never, yaknah'mean Shabaam Sahdeeq word up.. Sinister Sounds Raptivism, the next f**in chapter, ya'know... Word up, straight like that BK - NJ sh** yaknah'mean Run up in ya motherf**in Christmas party and spray sh** f**in h*mos, word up.. f** Rawkus, eat a dick..