Tony Galvin - Fly That Head (feat. Dave Ghetto) lyrics

[Chorus] Don't step to me, I'm lyin' back in the cut Mindin' my buis, unless you wanna mix it up Thinkin' your tough, quick to throw the fisticuff Go 'head do your thing and get twisted up [Verse 1: Mental Growth] No need to constantly talk about the gun blastin' Im quiet professional who fashionable And never really looking for trouble With a style quiet stable, put that a** in the rubble It's like blasphemy to even, give a good reason For B.V. to mix it up with a little seasonin' co*k back take that hear the heavy breathing' Give 'em the throw back back it's not real even It's like I'm really out for self, defense and my health For property, fam, and my wealth so shelf The funny ideas that come close Cus' the heat in my waistband that burn toast It's like close to the proximity of inner circles Violation of personal space that probably hurt you So ease back, I never look for or need that But I'm prepared to mix it up and get feedback [Chorus] Don't step to me, I'm lyin' back in the cut Mindin' my buis, unless you wanna mix it up Thinkin' your tough, quick to throw the fisticuff Go 'head do your thing and get twisted up Don't step to me, I'm lyin' back in the cut Mindin' my buis, unless you wanna mix it up Thinkin' your tough, quick to throw the fisticuff Make the wrong move boy and get twisted up [Verse 2: JL Sorrell] I won't run with that boy, I mean he really wanna try Make a wrong move son and I'ma make that head fly Usually a mellow guy never looking for beef But if problems comes my way, gotta sink my teeth Down fill up with peace, and taught to turn the other cheek The few situations were ever possible but some cats come with a mouthful I hear you over there talking all that junk About who can be who, you sound like a punk I just get down, and I go for mines Gon' be some self defense sh** if I bust my nine Rather bang my head game cus' thats my forte But some cats scared to pull so they strictly gunplay Damn fools if you news live to fight the next day But they trife rather take a life and get put away A foolish known by his multitude of words Thats the wisdom of Soloman's proverbs, step to me And be sure to get served [Chorus] [Verse 3: Dave Ghetto] Fresh out the box, jeans, shoes and sock Bangin' for the burbs or my n***as on the block Were the beef never cease, and the beast walk the beat Like the tightest verse and sh** at night it's worse Thats why the bulls carry hammers like Thor While they bullsh** chilling' in front of the corner store But you can find me in the lab or somewhere on the tour Bangin' out the ills verses for those lookin' for the raw sh** You can't learn this, this is something I was born with And if you feelin' this dawg, I got more of this Were this came from, ever since day one Ain't been a n***a out there f**in' with Dave (What) And I put that on my daughters and my unborn son My sh** hits like coke mixed with 151 On the rocks, I was born to rock Be it center stage, or be it on the block I be up on the top of your list for the gift of gab Catch a front like they wanted till you kick they a** f** they broad and grip they cash Cus' I'm hungry like I'm coming off a six day fast [Chorus]