Marsad Men - Throw It Down lyrics

Chorus: No matter where we go b**h we throw it down Money power respect aiming for the triple crown Wrecking sh** turning tables run u outta town Standing bove the rest like a pitcher on the mound Pitcher on the mound, pitcher pitcher on the mound Pitcher on the mound, pitcher pitcher on the mound No matter where we go b**h we throw it down Standing bove the rest like a pitcher on the mound Verse 1: A.Swiss Looking at this rap game and there's a lotta chocolate So how's a white rapper supposed to come in here and make a profit b**hes all around me Hugh Heffner in the office There dripping when there around me like a leaky faucet Born and raised in the 856 call it South Jersey Where we got a lotta attitude and the dancings dirty Fake personalities like their skin, call it spray tan So dam fake their ID's don't even scan I'm wildn' out, cuz the dogs are out Newly single new beginnings watch me sprout Cuz right now I'm at the top of my game, Mike Trout You rappers in the underground think your hard sh** Because you wear baggy clothing and lie about moving bricks You'll always be a spec in this world your like a tick I wouldn't even want your main chick as my side chick Stubborn as an ox, abs hard like a rock The only time my watch reads is getting p**y o'clock Chorus Verse 2: A.Swiss Good support system but I rap when I know I don't gotta Cuz my raps rhymes lines better than yours so much hotta Motha f**as are such pussies these days but its not a shocka I'm pounding 40's while u softies drinking rum chatta Gotta fresh cut my sleeves cut and my heart cut into two The end of my relationship fuels my rapping break through Everyone who says I can't are invisible to me, their see through Dipping into the rap game for the first time call it fondue I can rap to this I can rap to that I eat rappers for breakfast but don't call me fat Your best lines to me sound like chit chat Ill walk all over these rappers like a welcome mat Thin wrists, thick arms, but I don't want no trouble Barging through this verse like a building turned into ruble No other rappers have the flow or the rhythm to spit rhymes like I do there is no stunt double I'll be the one wreaking havoc up in this b**h we call it football and i forced you to fumble Good looking with raps like no other with a body that makes girls drool it is hard to be humble I know I can make it with patience and hard work I can see a light at the end of the tunnel Chorus Outro