Pacewon - You Ain't Really Down lyrics

[Pacewon] Huh, huh, huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Huh, huh, huh, huh Yo, I walk on the block right by these thugs Like LL, "I Need Love" So fresh so clean keep my hygeine up Fly clean cut, no Visine, what? Red-a** eyes, veg' past five Catch n***az like hot webs catch flies I got a plan for, cops who see me Try to lock me, I'm Houdini Got the weed spot, locked completely Keep the gravy, nice and creamy Riunite and a little bit of Henny Do my friends dirty just to get a penny Do your men dirty just to get your hens Do my girl dirty just to get her friend I did the scam with my fam my man I got rich Like John Gotti, boy got pinched Due to that we f** like Wilt Chamberlain Don't blame me, blame the game we in [Chorus - sung] You ain't really down, playin the game you do I said, you ain't really down, your love was never true [Pacewon] Yo, s**er MC's perpetratin a fraud Front like they down but be hatin the cause Wanna be me, wanna play in my drawers Read my black book, start datin my broads Waitin to floss, you gotta stay goofy Gucci, make coochie Keep up the front while I make your girl wiggle it 'til she pull a ligament, I'm ignorant as hell Uptight, way out of my mind and self-centered Beef? You'll need a forklift to help him up All the king's horses and all the king's men like me, they know the time like Big Ben Kingpin at it again with a pad and a pen Get your gat and your vest and let's roll Get your hat and your coat and let's go Like Eddie Murphy, I run the "Metro" [Chorus] [Pacewon] Yo, shots on target, open up the market Bomb your apartment, walk it like I bark it Take you in the crib with some sharp sh** If you drivin a car, you better park it I'm a star kid, women stalkin She ain't f**in? Then I'm walkin Got a boyfriend? Shoulda called him I'm on that tape you got playin in your Walkman Rhymin, dinin, I shine on interviews I'm more fine and I rhyme more syllables Iller with the rhyme and my time's more critical Just in my prime now I'm more physical Keep this hip-hop real like a cult Make this paper turn green like The Hulk Thirsty n***az don't sip, we like to gulp And there's a couple of chicks out here I'd like to UHH [Chorus] [ad libs of Chorus to end]