Promatic - Take No Shorts lyrics

[Hook 1] What you all about (?) call out Knock'em all out Real n***as pull your mouth out Punch your grill in How you feelin this is our house Dumb n***a, what you thinkin 'bout [Hook 2] SICK NOTES TAKES NO SHORTS FROM NO-ONE SICK NOTES TAKES NO SHORTS FROM NO-ONE [Bakarak] n***as don't wanna get me pissed Have you waving at your people without no wrist Only n***a you know won't drink chrizz For dumb n***as I got 2 sticks and fists It ain't a crew out there that could f** with this I'm Devilsish, like demon Quick to bust guns and a semem Ain't childish rapper with all that blingin My style ain't gonna switch from rap to singin But I might rap a strangle Any rap n***a I'm angle get buried Give a f** if he got kids and married sh** trien to make my day, like my name was Dirty Harry If the industry was a movie, I'll make the game scary First n***a to put the world in the b**huary I'm the type to beat you in the face with sticks like drums and it'll Sound like (Uh Uh Uh!) (Hook 1) [Jus Bounce] First off, my flows is crucial And the brain sergeon sayed I had the nerves to shoot you Catch you in the street and front you out (????????) stomp you out I'm crazy in the mouth like pac and juice Catch you at the liquor store, co*k and let loose Make your face resemble a fruit loop Have you (???????) Trien' to tempt me is risky, mighty gutsy Ask Dstout about Puffy So when I tell you this sh** trust me Its not in your best intrest To be on my sh**list Its really senceless They get beat senceless Change your name and relocate the menthous The only way they know who you is, is by the dentist (Hook 1) (Hook 2) [Dogmatic] Fo' real, I'm the first n***a to yell "313" Since 19 mother f**ing 93 Check my stats, I'm comin all over the track Smack you in the back with some 8 Mile matic attack sh** I k**ed K-Stone, as a matter a fact We ain't forgot, Sicknotes sh** be hot I'm wide open like a spot you must be smoke rocks to the bit in that you Can stop the matic from reachin top Beat you with a sock, stuff the combination locks If I ever saw trien to open my lock Kevin's all stock, nothin unofficial You can never catch me without the clip in my pistol [Proof] Power and PAM publics position Proof beside pioneers, poetic prison Pin point periodic poison playin Pica**o so Perfect punk and perverted pust poe Playin punished sh** to peers, or any prick Pa**ively push pain, punks panic and run frantic Don't giva a f** like minni small who*es Stick a mic in your paw like the dog wars For the last B Boys skip here like astroids Skip up on your crew, 1 by 1, blast you boys Set the pool on fire (???????) This year alot of b**h a** MC's gonna die-a (Hook 1) (Hook 2)