Heltah Skeltah - Smack Muzik lyrics

rate me

Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat

Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets

Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet

Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week

Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music

That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music

Act stupid like niggas in special ed

Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head

Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know

Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro

If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then

I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow

Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape

It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase

Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great

You? You rap mild but ya cash is late

Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley

My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?

Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood

I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood

Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama

In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit

Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type

You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it

Ya'll niggas ain't built like that

Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?

P, eat them niggas, feel that track

Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga

Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it

For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid

Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it

End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too

Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house

We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul

Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done

I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em

Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird

They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word

Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word

Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first

Terrorize you like my name Osama

I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama

That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem

Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka

I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps

Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers

Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama

Monster, never seen one? I can show ya

No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla

Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur

You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood