Smif-n-wessun - Every Rhyme I Write lyrics

[Shabaam Sahdeeq] Yo, yo we throw slug rhymes at n***as over your airtime Knock em out position, drink and piss in the moonshine We take time, rewind that, counterclockwise Got it on tape, swellin your face, showin you ca-ca No shut eye, Cocoa B's, sinister B's, nuff trees Fog like London when you come in the dungeon Hot sh**, oven mitts what you need To swing with these three MC's like heavy pendants [Tek] Step to the side Dunn Dunn, you know these bullets is nameless Like virgin a** cats who hate, because they gameless Put down the stainless, only to grip upon the plastic Lighter to carry, metal detectos can't track it If it's, reason to co*k, then it's, reason to spit You took my man's sh**, the reason you got hit Now you hold that and live with it, plastic bag sh** When your boys come around, you can tell em ? did it [Steele] Yo watch us lace sh** like new kicks, my crew's quick To pull tools and stick you for your j**els, and loot stupid Punk b**h, make you run quick, run yo' sh** You don't deserve it, gettin served on some herb sh** Like Pee Wee Herman, y'all n***as caught jugglin s**m And I burn them dickriders serpents times the rounds is German Luger shells, who the hell them nickel-plated duplicates f** this, we bring the ruckus, n***as ain't doin sh** [Hook] "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "Realize s**er.." "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "Better recognize it.." "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "..better ask somebody!" "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "You don't know?" .. "You better ask somebody!" [Shabaam Sahdeeq] Track metal, rip through your crew like hacksaws Attack jaws, and break both legs on the tour The crowd, beggin for more, splash em with metaphors Leave em wet like Coney Park when I display the art I choke notes, batter ba**, murder treble Injure contenders, and turn they whole fort to rubble S-Double, rebel for the new millineum Rules we bendin em back, we crackin them straps, we packin em [Tek] Duck Down Records wrecks ya bring the Rawkus Steele and Tek sh** Shabaam slams, my fam's connected, Duke respect it Don't make my dog get angry in public like he does Make sh** hectic start buggin then pull the plug and disconnect sh** [Steele] I'm like a big purple and yellow, CBR eleven hundred You like the Honda scooter, no gears and one color When I was younger I was speed to let the heat blow But now I'm rappin like Usher, I do it Nice and Slow [Tek] Hit these n***as with a Tyson blow, slicin foes Throwin shark skins at those who come here to oppose [Steele] I bled Arabic with ones, told him rock with that My brother went up top, and seen papi with that My n***a, what, call them ba*tards 'fore he cuts two gats Another Bed-Stuy's finest was f**in with that [Shabaam Saheeeq] For the record, we just grab the mic, and we check it Kinda unexpected, for the ones that's dozin Leavin you open like a gash, n***a PEEP my style I rips it foul, you ain't sayin nothin I'm fearin B-K to B-X, B-X to N-J Music to my ear like Tito Puente, comprende? Spit verbs for my gente, don't get it confused You lose, f**in with those that don't care Put your ear to the concrete, feel the buzz on the street The elite in my fleet, takin dimes to the hole You ask who got soul? Sahdeeq and Cocoa's Flow blow yours, flat on the beach like sand castles [Hook] And that's what it be black, it's all about Gettin deep on, this session.. uh-huh You know how it go, Sahdeeq, Cocoa B's, Smokin Gunz Nick the Wiz, ?, that arabic, big U-N-I Yeah, b**hes.. [Eddie Griffin] Yeah this is Eddie Griffin right? I wanna give a shout out to uh, the Beat Junkies J-Rocc, Babu, Rawkus Records in the MOTHERF... in the house!