Stack Bundles - For The Critics lyrics

rate me

Listen the critics is talkin

They got questions

I got answers

I'm not sick, I'm offended

I got cancer

They askin about the dancin, I was a kid

14 I was gettin bout $1000 a vid

Dude cryin in interviews they wanna know what he mean

Mad wife crossed over where the grass was green

Sayin I stole from Wayne, that's the name of his team

(Squad Up!) got that shit poppin on the scene

Wanna know if I'm a hustler or I just sell drugs

And I don't beef with faggots, I just shoot thugs

Nah, I'm just pullin ya tail,

Could'ntpay a nigga to front if he sang with Jay and Pharrell

En Vogue flow, givin somethin they can feel

Even the blind can see it's no need for brail

And um, when it come to the Rock

It's no singers round here, it's no need for Rell

(They keep askin bout the desert storm situation

Me and the A-Team still makin classics

Joe, Cain, Fab, what up

Clue my dude, wait till they hear that Lil Mo shit

It's nothin, I got some more shit though

The Riot Squad is that gang

Holla at me, 917-443-4820 man

It's all love)

I'm not glory hog, I could'ntif I would

Fab made Desert Storm good

I just made Desert Storm hood

They had to block, I supplied the Rock

In other words I just helped solidify they spot

I'm not the star of the label

Just the strongest leg

Which makes me the essential part of the table

And though you might've seen 'em on cable

Don't get it confused, Cain made this able nigga

Not Paul, that's my dude

I'm talkin bout raw, a lil nostril food

See the deal just gave me jewls

And the fame, got me walkin around with this big ass fifth

I'm used to matching

This don't coordinate with my fit

But I can't take if off my hip

Niggas won't think that I'm hip

Like I don't know you sick to your stomach

I'm winnin and you don't benefit from it

The fuck you thought, I bag the bitch and let you hump her

It's not the block, I know you used to be a pumper

But this a whole different ball game

Young nigga I'm not for games

That glock will flame nigga

The riots that gang nigga

Drugs down to bang nigga

G'z and Bynoe feel the same nigga

Squad Up!

(The fans already know what it is

I'm appreciatin all the love and support I'm gettin out there man

Ya'll see me on the corners, Scrambler City holla at me)

Look

Dear critics, I'm comfy, I'm doin well

Comes to the grooves for the ladies

Shit I'm feelin as smooth as LL

And you can tell by my R&B features

Theo negotiatin Squad Up sneakers

I'm as lyrical as Nas

As charamatic as Jay

Got his borough on lock like Big still to this day

As deep as Beans

As slick talkin as Kiss

One phrase to describe me

I'm on my shit