Mr. Lif - Shut Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Murs] Murs, the greatest thing to ever jump out your speaker Intelligent words go dumb on the weaker Seek that heat when I freak from the sheets Destroy your whole fleet, never turn the other cheek Certified nerd and an internet geek When it comes to the shoes that go on my feet Fresh out the box and you can't compete Pull at least 3 freaks when I'm at my peak But that's... that's none of your business Back to the mic and this lyrical fitness Body of work stands strong like a gymnast Ten years deep and you're just an apprentice So f** off me, get me some coffee Run down the hall b**h, make me some copies Dittos memos, no problem-o Rolling down the window and I'm tossing out your demo [Verse 2: Vitamin D] Vitamin D, the best thing to jump out your speaker If you smokin' on that dirt then stomp out your reefer I got fine genetics, got that funk that would reach your brain Releasing endurance, you pump when I speak the Fat words pump like [?] A living single, show up to your crib and sprinkle He was street driven, lingo Girls get by the speaker so your earrings jingle While the kick drums kick, it's gon' get You stepping like a motherf**er with no whip It's far from the video rap where all they do is Dangle money in your face like a hypnotist It's pretty much gon' put you to sleep What an inherited rapper, budgeted beats You need a break, holler like the man on the track Serving all the Pacific, Atlantic and back And I'm gone [Verse 3: Mr. Lif] Mr. Lif, the best to ever jump up out your speaker The grim reaper, you think you're slick, but I peeped ya Take a toke, fall deep into the smoke And hope I may let you get away, but no 'nother possibility, at least not feeling me Now pray motherf**er, I'm about to launch a k**ing spree Edible, transcend, I'll dead your soul What do people think? Here take another poll Those in favor say aye (aye) It takes on son, pure malfunction What I've just done is chemically alter Your current state of being so your spirit go father I'm a monster, a beastly being What you're seeing is too far, beyond description You got the track hit by 3 hitmen A dense motherf**er, I'll be leaving you limping [Outro] You should know by now, how my team be holding down Tryna get up on my level, get you leveled, in a hole in the ground But, I don't really think y'all catching the feeling The fact, we'd rather be on top and stacking our millions So we keep giving y'all that drug y'all need Crack music