BLU & EXILE - Simply Amazin' lyrics

rate me

(To all you talkin' that bullshit)

Ey yo I'm tryn'a make these niggas go bonkers

From London to the youngest in Yonkers

We So-Cal residential lyrical monsters

Gettin' women's attention like I'm rippin' a concert

So put your hands high 'til your arms hurt

I walk the earth just like God works in mysterious ways

Your spirits is swayed

Every time my lyrics is played

So please stop givin' these lyricists praise

'cause they bluffin' while they bustin' with a serious face

And it's unbearable

These stereo-rap tracks are terrible

I'm here to take care of you wack cats

And bury you back at

Wherever you came from

I'm carryin' this game on my back 'til the pain's numb

And I be bustin' on fucks 'til I can't cum no longer

Law says you gotta take some to grow stronger

I've conquered all you haters

Like a strong-armed dominator

Big dick tryn'a break a bit a' baby-mama maker

And ain't no time to take break

You gotta break the mold

I'm from a place where cats are born to play the gansta roles

Like hittin' switches I was gettin' hit with switches

Until I switched positions

Now I'm playin' when the game is on

Y'all think y'all bangin' but y'all ain't as strong

My pop a thug

I'm a son of a blood with blue Gators on

The record spinnin' his favorite songs

Now he's bangin' my shit on them same tables that he played 'em on nigga

(Sing along with it, if you didn't hear it, you gonna hear it right now)

'Cause yo hip hop

It started out from the heart

A young nigga from the park sharp-shootin' with darts

Harpoonin' cartoonists talkin' too much talk

But walk a whole different stroll homeboy

You get sparked by the guy right here?

I make y'all niggas see the light like a bright idea

Heard she was lookin' for my weapon but my tongue's right here

So you can act like a fool

But y'all be done by noon off a' one light beer

So yeah fuck my crew

But let's get one thing clear

Y'all can't keep up with us because your lungs ain't clear

Y'all need a million-dollar budget and some punch lines here

All your boy need is one right ear

And I could probably change the world

Fuck you sold-soul rappers

After diamonds and pearls

Like you homo-rappers

Y'all some go-go girls

With your go-go gadgets

Exposin' what you holdin' like your soul don't matter

I got a 'go-go get it' mentality

So battle me please

I just throw out some cheese and y'all'll go-go at it

Got you reachin' for your 4-4 'matic

While I stagger motherfuckers with darts

I got my mojo mastered

The game is full of 'homo's backwards:

Mo' ho's than rappers

No flows but keep shows packed'er than us?

Fuck that we goin' platinum plus

And still ridin' on the back of the bus

'cause the bucks don't matter

(Turn it up, stop frontin', come on, turn it up)

And from the start of this shit

I took a vow to never with this shit

I put my soul and all my heart in this shit

But in return I got burned like these rappers had my arteries lit

So now I'm spittin' fire darts when I'm pissed

And you don't wanna see me angry 'cause I can't be calmed

It's like you tryn'a take custody of my sound?

I'm the baby's mom

I been to court for this wack shit before

And had to file divorce you biters'd start payin' style-support

A child that don't smile no more

I found the short cut in life

But I'd rather take my time out the door

Fuck a knife I'm pullin' texts out for war

'Cause I ain't get that cut

Fuck y'all 's what Exile's for

See I'm the MC and he's the DJ

Manipulate the MP to translate what he say

Catch me on the freeway

1-10 south 'til it ends at Bridgetown, USA

So roll with us where the gorillas hang

Where the cold killas live

Where the gold diggas dig

Where you know niggas bang

'Cause the walls show the gangs when you pass 'em

Where niggas stay blown like tires

And these haters wanna slash 'em

Platinum chains? Trained'a snatch 'em

You flashin' in the Range?

You waitin' for accident to happen on purpose

Cadillac verses

Sun-roofed diamond-back rap

That's the verdict nigga

(Always amazing)