IMydasXIVJoin Date: 2012-12-07 Post Count: 204 |
Sam Sneed - U Better Recognize Beat
On this Track, Imma take it back to the classics
And take 4, HUNDRED, Steps back from the wack music
Like the bomb squad, Cubix gonna really defuse it
I asked Cubix if He needed help but he refused it
I supported him on this track anyways, So let's just do this..
It's Mydas in the Game, We gonna do this dirty and Red
So the other noob succas is gonna learn how We led
From having my skin bled, to layin' 3.0s down in Bed
Everytime we was on the corner, we clicked 1 tip in a noob's head
Down the street, You can hear police and the Chief said
"I want ALL those Harlem King Imbeciles Dead"
We got outta the bushes and we Stuck em' up
We was wearin' all-black, includin' all-black Chucks
We wore the Black Masks over our Heads
But Shawn chose to wear a Red Paisley Bandana Instead
I think it's cuz He is running with the Hittas'
The Hittas' by the name of the West Coast Killaz
We makin' 20's, 50's, and 100's while we in the Gold Ride
Cuz ya'll that Mydas gets love from the Blue AND Red Side
And ya'll know alot of things that we do, Besides:
Sit by the laws, which, we don't even abide
We gonna splat some water against that sand and make it muddy
But that doesn't mean we gonna stop makin' things Real Bloody.
Breakdown*
Cubix:
All the flows come here so Imma go in
Garbage lyrics yo here's another big trash bin
Heartless, warm, but colder, like I was made of tin
I'm just kicking back and mostly sipping juice and gin
Again and again, I make your head spin
I ain't from Brooklyn, but Compton's where I've been
I'm Rolling up with a twin, my chances are never thin
Players Playing Tricks, play ya like a violin
Killing these flows and feeling so violent
Killing these 3.0s and leaving em' silent
Sen-sai spitting slow, so you know it's sounding mint
In case you didn't know, that's what they call me, hint-hint
Ok it's time to sprint, lets speed up
Ya wanna learn something, well Homie read up
I'm G'd up, from my feet up
I turn the heat up, cooking some fajitas
While I'm keyed up, Eating all the cheese up
And if you think I'm done there, Ya'll wrong
Imma pull ya'll back, as far as I push Ya'll to Taiwan
If ya'll don't know how Compton be, ya'll better ask Leon
Hot slicker, hot knickers, and hot slippers
Than your average mocha cream, instincts tell you the coffees mean
Get down, drink it like you need it, you lil' Twit
Fill yourself up with the caffeine, then slip, so I can see a little bit, for me
Then I'm gonna pull off the tip, and make a Blue spit, Real Bloody.
Breakdown*
Code Red:
Hits from the 90's along, I'm BACK and Wit' Korleone
Than the dude, Don Perrione, noobs getting timid, but the flow is setting on
Sip from the cup and the eyes start to fall
Lower than the bass drops, I'm dunkin' in Basketball
Harder than the cash crop, I'm about to burn some trash talk
Climbing up the beanstalk, remove jack, and save the the Giant
I have Mad bark, and even harder Bite I'm supplying
And you see me wearin' Red, then you know someone DYIN'
And when that one noob is dead, then you will see People lyin'
Sayin' that, "my brotha did it", even while they was cryin'
Just like theses rhymes you see, that the G made, They fryin'
And Shoutouts to ThaDoggMasta, that dude ALWAYS was bitin'
I'm rippin' tracks apart like I'm the black Evil Kineivel
But I'm keepin' my items out, and without conceal tho
And at home, I'm makin' all the trees of mine grow
I'm fusing these dollaz together, Like Vegito
Imma pull off and roll the dice like it's a free-throw
Forget Cowboy Reaper Records, And even Death Row
I'm walkin' in these Cali streets like I'm a Fly dude
The only people I'm inspirin' to speak, is the Pirus
Don't forget, Me & Mydas is the GODFATHERS of these fools
So ya'll noobs stop posin' and tryna act like ya'll Cool
And don't think that ya'll one of the Very lucky
Cuz around me, The whole WORLD is gonna turn Real Bloody.
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