Matrax - Plateau lyrics

[Intro] Yeah! Ah! Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser Style, b**h! Coon in the- coon in the room, creator of our nation Whole 'nother plateau, ho, I ain't playin' Wait a cotton-pickin' minute, ho, I ain't stayin' Goin' up on my level, I'll be back when I reckon Tall negro got the caramel complexion b**hes on me, doe, woadies wanna get naked Kushie got me jelly, she shakin' like I'm electric That's my stove, my flow sent from the kitchen My hands up, my heart beatin' intensive Still some haters out here who doubtin' my existence Tryin' to live my dreams, need that patience and persistence Need that [?] on time, p**y, money, I'm winnin' As long as you with the sh**s, I'm winnin' Don't make a contribution I ain't f**in', [?] Like her p**y gushy fuchsia Rappin' 'bout bein' broke got me ballin' in the future f** faded 'til you make it Tell your story, already through it We on that [?] sh** Wait a cotton-pickin' minute n***as actin' way different That succotash, I ain't wit it She wanna f** me, I f** her friend I'm petty Teach a b**h 'bout me in sixty seconds Bars stuck in your head like woodpeckers peckin' Man, f** these n***as, I ain't gon' respect 'em Hoes on my dick, I ain't gon' select 'em Gettin' laid on my level My plateau's elevated Ain't no ladder for that, ain't no way gettin' up Throw that loud in a blunt Light it up, we gettin' affected Like fat stay on my back b**hes only come around when you 'bout to get the racks Yo b**h loose like one out the pack Bruiser [?], y'all n***as finna lose b**h, I'm [?] like I'm f**in' with the [?] Don't call me a negro Just because my knees grow Parlay with my people Everybody know Ze cool I'm missin' like sandals She like what my hands do She like what my dick do My bars just confuse you b**h, I'm on, I been the proof Bruiser high, you middle school Flow 'cane like pimp [?] Cuttin' up like Ginsu Aim dot you like Hindus Pac told me what a [?] Make a negro think he strong, mane I'm zoomin' in my zone, mane Best kept secret like your age My fans love me, they like to rage Not enough time, got a lot to say Goin' so hard, [?] Hold up, b**h, I'm 'bout to pray Then after that, I'ma grab the Bible Flow sharp, [?] You too suicidal In that thing like her vagina Clips'll make 'em back up like some minors Y'all snitchin' like that Wire I don't do it, indecisive I'm that f**in' negro We in this b**h feelin' spiritual I'm high as f** off the Holy Ghost I'm smokin', got your b**h f**in' (You know it!)