MARCO POLO & TORAE - Rah Rah Shit lyrics

rate me

Aha

I'm on that rah rah shit, that rah rah shit

I'm on that rah rah shit, that rah rah shit

I'm on that rah rah shit, that rah rah shit

(I've had it up to here with y'all weak-ass rappers)

I'm on that rah rah shit, that rah rah shit

Yo, aiyo

The flow is so butter, the beat is so gutter

This type shit'll have you clap you a nucca

Bucka, what you really thought this gon be?

With this shit Marco bang from his MP?

Coupled with all of the bullshit that's in these streets

This is N.W.A slash BDP

Slash Onyx slash Hit Squad and Kool G

Slash Bomb Squad, nigga, we PE

It'll take a nation of millions to hold me back

The poor schools, AIDS, guns and crack - prrah

Same difference, flame spittin, a bunch of gays sittin

In corporate offices talkin 'bout what the game missin

You and your carpet collaborator made it a caucus

And all your fine designs, food, frontin as bosses

Fuck it, I don't give a damn how much you spin like a ceiling fan

I was raised how I just could kill a man

Really man, I'm a Dame Grease and Dilla fan

Shout to Mally G, Da Youngsta's in Philly, man

So any time I say rah rah shit while I'm out on the tour

Let me hear the crowd roar

And if the drums bang hard like it's cops at the door

Let me hear it once more

Shit spitteral, more General than

I'm precisely pinnin the problem, clear and plain

On my fresh to def shit like I'm Dana Dane

I'm the future, present, the past from where we came

Brooklyn, nigga, wear your chain, we dare you, mane

Shit'll disappear like it's David Blane

Lotta bullshit be makin it, y'all just be takin it

Nigga, do yo dance, lean with it, shake with it

Once it get back to the spot that created it

I'm a make the fuckin earth quake with it

Sacred is the cash, muthafuckas sell they ass

In some skin-tight jeans, lookin queer as fags

Even got the gays biz, nigga that's just sad

Yeah, I say what you feel but scared

Counter attack, counterproductive, counter-react

Put your money on the counter, get the quality back

Niggas spittin lightweight, get your calories back

If you markin the price up, get your salaries capped

It's flattery that, you like it when I batter that track

And try to clone my whole zone when you craftin your rap

But just face it, brutally, at best your bars basic

The time it take to create is timely time wasted

Be cautions when you coppin what me and Marco creatin

A simple song savor to have you down at the station

See, he make violent beats, I'm from the violent streets

The Double Barrel sound, that's when violence meets

That jump-up-and-ready-to-fuck-shit-up-now shit)