Kenny's Conscience - Still Up to sh** lyrics

[Hook - K. Jayz] Me and my n***as still up to no good Causin' trouble in the rap game like we should And anybody who's against us can go ahead and consult these nuts If you think you can step to us, then you motherf**ers better remember that we bust (x2) [Verse 1 - K. Jayz] n***as with no respect They make me wanna walk up and shoot ‘em in the neck With the flow that I spit on the records, they don't wanna remember when hip hop was better You can spit some lyrical sh**, and they don't want that They wanna turn the f** up, I feel like an old man How the hell is this acceptable? We need to go back in time when rapping stupid was “untouchable” Back when we focused on the smokin' and lyricism Minus the gangsta sh**, we don't need repetition of history n***as reppin' a set and the d**h in '96 still a mystery Back then the enemy was the media Now it's about hip hop getting poisoned with inferior brain activity from the hood That's why I stand the f** up and still up to no good [Hook] [Verse 2 - FrankyT] My n***a, Kenny, hit me up today Told me, “Man, what about that track you featured on?” I told him, “Man , I'ma come and k** this sh** today” And I don't really give a f** where they sleeping, homes Yeah, said I'm getting' money up Y'all n***as funny, man y'all ain't got y'all money up I'm counting bundles everyday cause I gotta get it Every f**ing day, my f**ing palms itching My palms itching, my ears twitching, I gotta have it I'm just like a money addict without the attic Ha, I'm just born with money Y'all n***as ain't getting' money cause you born with dummies, yeah And I'm a codeine sipper Y'all motherf**ers is drinking all that cheap liquor, ya heard? But I'm a South Cack n***a from the Bronx And I don't really give a f** as long as you know my thought Now tell ‘em [Hook] [Outro - Kenny's Conscience] Hold up, hold the f** up I don't think you heard me the first time Keep f**ing around, you gon' end up paying the consequence: Get yo' a** locked the f** up