Indie Thot - Dodge Challengers lyrics

[Intro] I guess this is the part where I'm supposed to talk? Here we go Riverside n***as Riverside n***a! [Verse 1: Indie Thot] They know ive Been so sick since '06, kicking dope sh** Crack fiends asking Indie Thot for double doses Stick they nose in it like they all up in my business I'm getting busy b**h and spinning records got the dizziness I'm too dope for these boys ask Shake or Meka Break records on every record whenever I be recording On the mic, I be biting like Tyson When recording I be scoring like Jordan until the other team forfeits, uh More spit than a camel when I be handling mic's And you ain't sure what you doing, you be the amateur type Give it a rest, but don't sleep on a n***a Get ya cameras ready this be history up in the making Stand back and study my greatness, good gracious Still waiting for Jay to sign me to Rocafella nation Sick til I die man I be terminally ill My doctor prescribed me some blue and yellow purple pills So I been feeling better than I ever ever feeled And I been getting realer than I ever ever realed Thats why I don't give a damn about the s** appeal Man I just make the crowd scream, that's how you know the s** was real (real) And it can't stop, won't stop Writing til my hand throbs while you just giving hand jobs This a stand off, fall back just like a domino You think this nice? Wait til "I" drops like Geronimo Asking for an encore, sorry though I gotta go To the studio to write a new song Cuz they been waiting too long to put this dude on Been sleeping on a n***a like a futon And they trying to crush my spirit like a crouton, but they can't I be moon walking with my shoes off, in tube socks And a SnapBack, Play Cloths spitting anthrax Pharcyde tracks be trending just like a hashtag So get ya facts straight, and lay em out flat The truth is I'm much better, tough as leather Fly as feather, high as sky, cold as weather in December Hot as weather in July, but still words can't describe (can't describe) How indie this n***a is So indie that people thought, that indie was Indian These n***as be envying, I hear them they envious For a reason so when I see em they get no attention (attention) I got a mouth like a sailor Hard as a mothaf**a sharp as a razor Rap til the days over, quit when the games over You can't see me like Nas bumping the Takeover But now-a-days you might catch me in a Range Rover Eating watermelon while I'm drinking grape soda I break stereotypes, k** a beat Now they gotta take it off to a burial site Drive it away in a hurst I'm rehearsing in the church No It's a gift no its a curse, you rappers very alike f** battling, too many rappers that's on average Running they motors but on these streets they Dodge Challengers Hook Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers Challengers Challengers, challengers