Shabazz Palaces - 100sph lyrics

Something fly has come here blowin' sparkles thru the chrome Way richer than money makin' b**h a** sh** get gone It's put up or shut up so yeah you already know we on it test it check it Clothes don't make the man it's all inside your poems Do it get the boots up and make bros get up our arms n***a don't you feel that it's time for the bomb we on it test it check it n***a don't you feel that it's time for the bomb? (Oh yes it is) sh**, what's the shape, what it cook like? What I look like, cuttin the air on my mic Gunbeat sound blast from the left, so tight Officer down, we vanish back into the night Sunk deep in a bucket, shiny nuggets Succeeded though we strugglin', I mean it and I love it "k**" is the verb "them" is the subject My sentence on some pimp sh**, They sh** was hot, or was it? b**h, no labels just customs Originals are a must when productions are from bustin' Deep in your heart you got your own moves, gold moves f** with me and get the screw Hey hey hey I got diamonds to say, And this sh** goes out tomorrow how you stitch it today So don't stop moving or the devil will know it's a hundred styles an hour thats how much we go Yeah you heard f** with me I gots the scoop All these pop rappers up in magazines lookin' cute Talk hoes while they pose in their white boy suits How they got more money and more honey than me and you No imagination to rock they freedoms too Do not go to where all these followers leadin' you Yeah we back up in the kitchen with chicken grease n***as that stand the heat yeah you can get you a piece Now get your favourite baby and ya'll get out on the floor Get your hardest n***a and ya'll go and get some more Get your downest rider and ya'll even up the score Get that higher purpose that way everything's for sure Get some real gold in your glitter man, don't study this allure Get into your rocket ride that sh** up to the stars Let 'em know you holla black and far A hundred styles an hour Yeah we gon' win