Inspectah Deck - Brothaz Respect lyrics

Yup, you got the juice now, man n***as respect mine (Brothaz respect mine, brothaz respect mien) Respect mine (Brothazx respect mine) Yo, I be, out here, in these streets While you be, in the bed, under the sheets I grind hard, regardless, I'm gon' eat I don't care how many n***as you roll with or how deep 'Cuz I say one word, now you fast asleep I rebute rappers that spread poison I come in the meet for him Speak words that make born You in my brainstorm I sting men that do the innocent wrong Your sentiments gone You imagining vain things Neglecting me, but I reign king Savagy and wa*kstas Is not a part of my main stream, they plain jeans I'm King Original, Tao Wu Tazine Solomon darts, vocabulary Nazarines Come with a sharp sword I'm justified by all means, back up from my altar Falsehood n***as become falser I came back and stepped out of the sourcer Respect mines, make me an offer Or face the 36 Chambers of Torture Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine The General, rebel the great I'm on money like the president face Next felony's a federal case New blood, you can never relate True blood, you can never debate Not in nueve tres I spit like a deagle with the speed low Hustle hard, gamble on the game like Pete Rose Respect mine, steppin' with the G code Make a n***a move like cops through the peephole Manifesto, light it like a techno club Outside and don't expect no love Rolling like a west coast thug til the wheels fall off And I be damned if you step on 'cuz Brothaz respect vets, son is a vet Henny rap, feel it up on your chest Green eyes try and smuggle my rep So upset but you love it to d**h Get it in, sh**s, nothing to Deck, he set Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine For respect, I empty shots out of this tech Catch homey at the light, drag him out of his Lex' On the edge like Q on the ledge, you got the Juice now I took a pledge to the streets, since it was goosed down Police move foul, I can move the crowd Freestyle or bang bang, any rapper shoot him down Pull the ruger out, from the Hill to the Harbor Bloomingdale Road, Goonberg, stupid clout Old school money, get it from my grandad So I use a n***a face like I punch a sandbag Ran fats when the van pa**ed My pants sag, scuffs on my Air Max Blood on my man's rag Got the homey loc'ing, I'm still Wolfpacking Looking like Kobe open, just pa**ing Two 4, numbers I rep So my hunger for this bread Probably hustle to d**h, yeah Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine Brothaz respect mine