Mike G - Brown Bag lyrics

[Mike G:] Uhh... hey y'all; yeah I'm still a hazardous spitter, I figure I'd rap to get richer But after that I remembered most artists ain't paintin pictures So when I started I knew that they would thank me like November Don't need a number one spot, 'gainst you rankin contenders And people say a lot of things but they never say what's real The f** you talkin 'bout? Emcees on my heels When they ain't got the same speed, don't do the same things Don't understand my words n***az like they can't read Heard you're intimdated by people you cain't be And ain't no comin to my level if your nose might bleed So I got my shoes on - ain't no goin slow Shoot the other runners 'fore they even say go f** 'em~! Eh eh eh... Odd Future [Mike G:] Aiyyo; I'm cla**ic like '96 posted on the corner No chain on, shoot up them n***az because I wanna f** it, you'll see, don't bring your kids 'round me Worse than that 25th f**in letter times three You're a lame, I'm sayin I ain't even in your range Six banks one day, hit the block then change That's - pretty much my only scheme to get rich Cops come, answer the door like "I ain't did sh**! " f** 'em all mindstate, k** 'em all attitude Body didn't fit in the case - I'm like "That'll do" There he go! Make your heart beat at a faster pace Go to shows lookin for rappers to lacerate You hear hollerin and you just heard doom Tell 'em don't fear me, fear the f**in full moon Collect body parts and try to reattach at the seams Like get 'em boys, get the wolves on your own team f** 'em~! Yeah... Odd Future Yeah... yeah... [Interlude:] n***az don't know what to motherf**in do When that bullet hit your motherf**in head, b**h We be on the blocks, servin rocks, shootin Glocks With the motherf**in neighborhood gang, hoe! [Mike G:] Ay I'm Mike G, bet they know my name on your block It's funny, I come around to watch everything stop n***a red lights, red dots, pointed at your head like Figure these n***az wet cause sh** wasn't dead right O.F. Wolf Gang, number one a**holes Maim f**in bodies, don't worry about a d**h toll All I know is Taco filmin p**no in a hotel Earl f**in got away, Hodgy's f**in duckin jail Veggies stashed the murder weapons under the bottom bunk And Tyler is ridin 'round with a b**h in his trunk Speakers loud and distorted, stickin forks in the outlet Didn't drop the body cause we left without the address Had to call him up - ask why he wasn't there yet Said he's strikin out so he didn't use the MapQuest Said he'd be surprised if he survived the night Tyler dumped the body in the first place he think is right like They be on some raise fuss, I be on some cake up Raise your cup to the fact that you ain't wakin up Take it how you want it, muh'f**er gettin stuck Cause bottom line is they are them, we are us f** 'em~!... Odd Future