Statik Selektah - The Rules lyrics

[Produced by Statik Selektah] [Intro: Saigon] I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do, my n***a. Now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last of my priority list. Statik, Yardfather. This is the difference between me and them [Verse 1: Saigon] Check New New Gitty is back in full effect We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets We one of the few left that ain't riding the west Ain't dick s**ing the south You still'll get punched in ya mouth You ever f** around, luck buck 'em down (buck 'em down) I like the way that sound, luck buck 'em down (buck 'em down) I'm bucking the f** out of this duck knuckle now I uppercut the s**er, the f**er gon' touch the ground Since two thou, I came with another style My sh** was "sharp-then" just like brother Al But I was never rocking a perm If I was, anything I try to teach, the people not gonna learn I could try to take the popular term Rap about a bunch of bullsh** that's not really not my concern Or I could do some old dumb sh** that come with a melody n***a, I know the game, what the f** is you telling me? I love this hip hop sh**, n***a, you smelling me? How else could a n***a get rich with two felonies [[Hook: Sample] I know you really wanna know who's Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules Who's that, yuuuuuu I know you really wanna know who's Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules Who's that, yuuuuuu [Verse 2: Saigon] Statik, these flows of n***as is wack man Y'all n***as flows is dookie I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and Sho Kosugi Burnin' whoever closest to me and verbalize meat that ya'll eat Laying back on the concrete Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat n***as can't resist to put the bond first If I am what I eat, then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearse '09, we flipping this into some other different sh** Real n***as, come get your certificates if you interested First off, we gon' build this Abandoned Nation censorship Prison don't even mention it If you ain't experience it, this is some serious sh** Go 'head, think of playing this See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in You kidding me? I'm literally the epitome of verbal validity Look, n***a, see what life did to me Turned me colder than my older raps, colder than polar caps Cold as the common cold, perhaps, without no look back I used to cook crack, they took that I learned to jux cats, where the Brook at? We got this sh** locked, put that back And new Giddy is back in full effect f** around you, gon' get my hands wrapped around ya neck Respect to all the kids that's still trapped in the 'jects, I'ma rep Watch how much of this cash I'ma collect Yep! [Hook: Sample] I know you really wanna know who's Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules Who's that, yuuuuuu I know you really wanna know who's Comin' through, leaving bloodstains and residues Got to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules Who's that, yuuuuuu