Ta-Ku - What III Said lyrics

[Intro: King Critical] Hope you heard what I said (x3) [Verse 1: King Critical] Cuz I swear that I'm not to be f**ed wit Cruising thru them city blocks We Running from silly cops hittem with the diddy bop like it's nothing They say Critic ya lyrics hot you gon give em what you got Finna have the city lock then we jumping I say I hope the world feel it how you feel it Tryna have the critics say that critic sh** I'm loving n***as gon Remember these 16s dumping At 16 I was sick teen with concussion raps To rap till it's a wrap k**ing the function k**ing the map Eating you rap n***as at luncheons As far as I'm concern you n***as should be concern With everything that concern me bumping Cuz the success that I yearn gon get you put in a urn Cuz critical tryna earn him something And I won't stop ... till my mother sitting in a yacht Till my mother sitting in the motherland f** a son of Sam law critic gon get paid for these shots Critics get amazed when I drop Critical spit it hard my n***a this sh** is hot Can't even call it a bar my n***a call it a BAAAR! n***as calling the cops all cuz I wrote these words hope you heard... [Verse 2: King Critical] Cuz I swear that I'm not to be f**ed wit Late night dating with Sanaa lathan Only way that you can say I'm on some f** sh** Lately I been unable with labels like f** it The spade to put my cards on the table like f** it In a rage to spit the hardest of fables ima f** it up With bars to Benjamin like a 100 bucks Seems likes I gotta let a couple buck n***as wanna know what type of sh** he on How he live? How he big and he can still have any type of b**h he want This n***a hype is worth only a cypher verse no type of work and still he own But for the love of the money I gotten reaping what I sow I got that sh** from bizzy bone It's the mogul club n***as better know wa**up Show us love spitting that salt for yo open cut Claim you talking that talk but I'm calling yo bluff Knowing wa**up you n***as ain't hard And I'm pulling yo card like you rolled in a bus Rhythm and bars from the wizard of oz and I'm Spitting it hard till I'm oprah wit bucks Peep thru the back door Seen the enemy with a black who*e Black boy felt the bat to da back then backed off Backed up looked at me with the mask on all cuz he should've heard.. [Outro] Now he know that I'm not to be f**ed wit Tell the weak n***as in the industry they gon remember these Black ram lyrics he's coming (Head first at you n***as) Remember these Black ram lyrics he's coming