Nitty Scott - Tell Somebody lyrics

Sure[Nitty Scott, MC] It's a sound session; party in my head Could've been a listener, rather rap instead Could've sold divisions of a contradiction But Nitty Scott realer than non-fiction See I bend the track over, beat it like a drum Finger f** the English language 'til she cum Put the rhythm to her nipple, tickle her syllables Juicin' up her literal 'til all the similes trickle And dribble where the partner let her rhetoric spell Uh, she sweatin' metaphors, guess that's what I met her for My sh** deep, mainstream won't peep So I just sweep the street and tell the sheep to go to sleep I just freak the beat and move your sneakers when I speak I just bring the heat, it melts your speakers when it leak Rich in the mind, ignorance so costly So I'm dealin' 'em, k**in' em, not softly Cause I'm only two decades with a knack For these tracks, not a Gatt, so yeah, f** that Non-profit in your socket, pro bono prophet Rockets in my pocket and I know you tryna' knock it But this music got 'em hopin' and copin' and floatin' Strokin' and gropin' and provokin' emotions My sh** is dope and, no jokin', you open So power to the broken when the realness is spoken [Mike Maven] Chorus: Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh You should tell somebody your story, before you give up all the glory Yeah,yeah, yeah Oh, oh That's why I go and tell you now Before you ever question how (question) [Nitty Scott, MC] Yo I'm MC'd up, and D'd up, knee'd up And it's about time that the game done re'ed up My intellectual property, hip-hoperty, while n***as run monopoly stoppily Take my strret cred' and set it and bet it You could never do me, even if Simon said it You could never keep your mind in while you're vibin' to my lines and Mind your rhymes man, these are hard times when I rap like I got somethin' to prove, cause I do This is me, and my crew: Nitty Scott; who are you? This is duke, this is true; this is what I f**in' do Sick shots on the loop, this is fresh from the stu' (fresh) Day in my kicks, sh** you wouldn't be with And you only call life a b**h cause she wouldn't let you hit it Got me on a stand tryna get me to admit it But k**in' all these rappers the only crime that I committed [Hook] x2 Boombox Family It's just the way I was raised