Don't Get It Twisted (feat. Stan Ipcus & Tony Hooks)

Yea, Yea, Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

When Clue was saying New Shit New Shit

I was in One Fish Two Fish

Eating raw clams with my new chick

You know how we do shit

Dom P's and new kicks

M5s and crew flicks

Pay the man five for the Kodak and let it dry

These are flicks you see, on my IG

We idolized JG and Rich P

Could afford nose bleeds

So we moved down to watch number twenty three

Donnie baseball, I treat my ops like the Red Sox

Even if you suck I forever hate y'all

It's pray more and want less

Do the things you don't want to do, to get what you want

That's called success knocking Lord Finesse

Rocking a Karl Kani vest I just copped from Gulf West

I'm a nineties era, terror on these sixteens

Ain't no Tyson's around too many Mitch Greens

Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

Genovese and Stan Ipcus

Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

Genovese and Stan Ipcus

Stan Ipcus and Geno

You know the M-O

We stay on our J-O like Jay Leno

Funny style cats get taken out no problemo

You hear us on the same track it ain't coincidental

Y-O to Dubset

We ain't dropped a dud yet dog

So yo cut a check

The two mobsters

The concepts blue lobsters

The Jew rasta

Light the spliff up

Spit a rhyme of the month one take with no hiccup

Plus ya bitch gettin rizzed up

When Ip busts on the sick cut

But I could give a fuck

Wifepiece like Miss Universe

Burst ya wig with one verse

And put you in a hearse

Dead on arrival

Nine One Four baby hand on the Bible we're taking home the title

Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

Genovese and Stan Ipcus

Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

Genovese and Stan Ipcus

Vese and Stan the man

We let the blammers blam

Too many fans trying MC

This is grown man

Bars like we Oak Man and Mason we bully y'all

You soft like Channing Frye with J Crew hoody on

I got A Boogie on, I fucks with the young

Symba is another one, nice like my mothers son

You know we come from all walks of life

With one mic, we too nice, rep the culture right

Hang our jerseys in the rafters

The hometown heroes and microphone masters

One beat two legends

We never follow trends son we set 'em

Heroes die and cowards get killed

Lay my vocals and I still got an hour to kill

Don't get it twisted

You bitch ass rappers could never fuck with Geno and Stan Ipcus

Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

Genovese and Stan Ipcus

Don't Get It Twisted, Nine One Four is where I'm listed

Genovese and Stan Ipcus