Snowgoons - Pay Attention lyrics

[Featuring: Decay, Astonish & Scheme] [Verse 1:] I'm the one you don't sit on Even if it's what you gotta do to get on I be a mic you can't spit on Before I let a word [? ] blowing off dust is Everything is everything but everything is trust me I follow old school rules, I don't need tools f** around, I just might grab you by your neck tight D-E-C-A-Y relate easy Slick with a scruffy beard and my hair peasy [Verse 2:] Yo I step on the scene with Guess on the jeans And break your team down effortlessly They be talking a whole lot, that sh** ain't impressing to me A lot of n***as rapping, I do this professionally Please cease fire so we can reach higher f** all of that fronting sh** claiming that you ducking it I am what I am, that's all that I is This is the mixtape n***as better handle the biz [Verse 3:] A young [? ] sick ba*tard master of ceremonies I'm blasting off at the cameras, I'm bucking with all my glory End of story, new beginning I'm finger far game got the pen upon the choker and I'm spitting ink at a page Simply amazed I'm crazed leave rappers emblazoned [? ] thoughts [? ] Rage against the machine, the face of the grand machine Roll in motherf**ers I welcome them into the team [Interlude:] When you hear what I've got to say I'm sure you won't be able to turn your head away [Verse 4:] Yeah yeah I'm back in the spot Got my name popping up like a jack-in-the-box Cause one verse will put your man in a box You amateurs stop [? ] hot [? ] cannabis drop But now it's oh wait No way this sh** is getting spins Probably cause you busy trying to keep up with the trendsetter I'm here from now until forever Don't know who I'm behind but I know who I'm ahead of [Verse 5:] Yeah I'm a soldier, a monster [? ] art of [? ] [? ] amongst us [? ] can't f** with cowards [? ] [? ] muscled my way in office [? ] will never harvest the heart of a coming artist The hardest rapper [? ] dropping [? ] I'm walking into the game, y'all f**ers leaving in coffins [Verse 6:] Back for the second time but not the second hand Hope you understand that the cut-off is here fam Stand up cause man down, run laps around clowns Who don't rise above under underground Chi-town representing, we grab the microphone as the three deadly henchmen With Snowgoons on the offensive And burn like gas creating stars that you see from afar With each bar you get scarred, it don't matter who you are [Outro:] When you hear what I've got to say I'm sure you won't be able to turn your head away Cause what I'm gonna talk about Nobody nobody wants to be without