Shyheim - 5 Elements lyrics

Motherf**in gp in the motherf**in house With shorty shy [rubbabandz] Yo.. yo.. i raise all hell when i, start to stain Crab n***az, i recon, you recognize the grain I bring drama to your earpiece, when i bust Raps n***az collapse, in fact turn to slush It only takes a second to die It only takes a minute to get high The hoods that i run with really don't care Bustin at god with our pistols in the air [pop da brown hornet] No more loses, i'm bringin in da bosses You wanna get rich, bet on me, motherf** them horses I'm black, too good, deadly like a luger I live day by day, but my mind set on the future Drunk with vexism, handin out bad desicions Got sh** locked like state prisons Mc destroyer, bring it, i got somethin for ya When i'm red n***az die from paranoia Sureshot, play yourself, get got, forget me not Or i'll be runnin sh** in ya' spot Die hard, crackin sh**, like ty cobb Keep it real, plus stay black, roll with a tight mob Forever high, i'm the type of guy to puff chocolate thai Then blow the smoke all in your eye You're blinded, the rap style i posess, you can't find it That's why you wanna constantly rewind it [down low reka] Yo, d. allah represent at sparkin mics like flint With style that you can inhale and get the n***a bent Cash rules, no choice but bein top biller Have ya blinded by the fire like that b**h in the k**er You know i'm iller, than the caviar, with these rhythms That's acquired to break down immune systems In any battle i'm-a come in first With raw techniques that shock ya ear like a f**in curse I like s** after ballentine triple x Understandin, i run through hoes like barry sanders n***az get lost in the land Reachin, it'll cost your hand, now ya sink in the sand [shyheim] I'm-a live shorty, word up, the sh** ain't hard to tell I k** verses, just like, napsilnac to s**m cells My lifestyle, it didn't change, i'm still the same Nike sneakers, guess jeans and gold chains The rugged child be bringin drama to your system like d** Live and direct, from new york like lugz Is it the ruckus you want, come and get that a** lynched You complain to throw, i play your jake with a twelve inch Kid, i be just f**in in the cut, on some shaolin what Jiggy-june bust a nut [junelover] Who dares to test me, bring it to the cypher n***az you don't really wanna see the god hyper Active, make teachers run back for practice And tell they proteges, they can't f** with the tactics So give me room, when i speaks with verbal knowledge You put your best man, even if he went to college With this mutation, i serve like a chef What do you know, i be that n***a squeezin air from your last breath Got you gaspin from suffocation Then i leave without a clue nor an explanation It's the mister hip hop, b-boy, rap addict Static, you don't want, cause when i brings it, it get tragic f*ggot, now put an h on your chest and handle Whatever comes at ya, best beleive i'ma gat ya Now move back from this jack, you can't touch it Cause if you do, you catch a buck 50 muggin I'm thuggish, with enough stamina to damage ya Crew, plus jerk em like a crooked a** manager Corrupt indeed, my mind is the backbone of evil Causin me to to hurt innocent people n***az playin hard rocks on the wrong block Thinkin it be you until i let the nine glock Pa-pop, my man sh**ted all in his pants It's the same old song and dance And i'm out motherf**ers!