Bar Warz Pt. 5 - We Do It Like That (feat. Dirrty B, Illusion & KXNG Crooked)
Kin-G Tha Heterosapien
Hip-Hop/Rap
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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kin-G Tha Heterosapien
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dirrty B
Lyrics
Anno Domini Beats
Composer
Semaj Nothguort
Lyrics
Legion Beats
Composer
Nick Fultz
Lyrics
Dominick Wickliffe
Lyrics
Letra
Uh, they see you in the streets
Yeah, right
'Cause you claim about the life, so they gonna have to take it
See you in the street with jewelry, they strip you naked
Claim you 'bout that life, so they gon' have to take it
See you in the street with jewelry, they strip you naked
Man, I make it and I do it like that
Do it like that, bring it right back
Bring it right back, bring it right back
Man, I make it and I do it like that
This rap shit getting soft by the hourly
Never let me loose in the booth, I devour beats
I do this for the culture, but love the salary
Truthfully, these rappers'll never could battle me
Don't get yourself fucked up puffing up your chest
Two shots straight to the temple, then uppercut your neck
None of y'all a fucking threat, watch me snuff your nest
Reload the clip when I'm done, there ain't nothing left
Ask about me in Detroit, I'm from West Warren
Leave your right side paralyzed and your left torn
When you witnessing my silhouette, you seeing death form
Y'all ain't fucking with your boy, that's a 10-4
So get to stepping, no divine intervention
Never fire a weapon that could fry your intestines
I tear your craft to bits
If I clash at this, raise your hands before you speak
Class dismissed
Most of these rappers are trash, why they even talking?
They got a face like in the hood, they get beat up often
They think they safe on the corner while they be breathing chronic
'Til I roll up on 'em like Stephen Hawking
Aw, damn, it's the Carolina catamount
Once again landed here inside the battleground
Love to smoke, so the marijuana passed around
Puff, puff, give, then we tearing spines of rappers out
Like we sub-fucking-zero
How I grow my name this much in one fucking year, though?
From twenty plays as a grunt under Niro
To being on a track with my motherfucking hero
And I ain't claiming to be street, I never took a life
So if I say I'm with the heat, it mean I'm cooking rhymes
I Goldberg 'em, not the root machine or whoopee type
Like Forest Whitaker's ex how I leave 'em when they crooked, I
I ain't acclimated to the acclamation
Homie, I've wasted years in the back impatient
Silent waiting for a sudden admiration
That never came, so I hit the track to take it
They call me Ill, I bring the rot and the plague
I hope for y'all sake there's a doc on the train
I'm off of the chain like karate with mace
These size thirteen dunks finna drop on your face, yeah
The boy hydroponic dope 'cause I was raised different
I spent my life drowning, bitch, now I stay swimming
Brain shifting, feeling savage 'cause the plate missed him
Rags to riches, making this shit happen, call it lane switching
'Cause you claim about the life, so they gonna have to take it
See you in the street with jewelry, they strip you naked
Claim you 'bout that life, so they gon' have to take it
See you in the street with jewelry, they strip you naked
Man, I make it and I do it like that
Do it like that, bring it right back
Bring it right back, bring it right back
Man, I make it and I do it like that
That's the way that I do it, disrespectful
Go and deck you, listen up, uh
I go and murk you with your glasses, Steve Urkel
What you wanna do? You used to be the smartest
But now you the retarded, I'll leave you brokenhearted
I'm a bowl of vodka, you know what I'm thinking
The way that I do it, man, you barking
Full of hot air, you's the dog right there
I'm a chihuahua, you the pitbull, I swear
Man, we gon' gang up, tear your fucking legs up
That's how it go and we ain't gon' let up
Yeah, I got the loudest bark, yeah, I got the hardest bite
I swear to God, man, you don't wanna fight tonight
And I'm all you with the way that I do it
I go through a stupor, now what you wanna do? Pursue it
I might be a little dog, but I was built for war
So tell me what you barking up the wrong tree for
The branch about to fall on you and impale you through the heart
Rip you apart, exquisite is the exhibit of the art
Speaking of Xzibit, man, you get simplified
Pimp your ride, get sent to God, I don't give a damn
And I make your head nod when I hit it from the back
Then I hit against the dash while I'm kicking your ass, uh
I know you wanna make it to the tip-top
But it's difficult to get it in hip-hop
So you side hustle, bag it in a Ziploc
'Cause you're too lyrical to go viral on TikTok
Under the radar every time your shit drop
'Cause they listening to Kidz Bop and you like, "Aw, nah"
Dawg, y'all really think that shit's hot?
How many spitters the top ten got? Pin drop (Ah)
Yeah, silence of the lamb, it's too many sheep
Why you reaching for your dreams? It's too many sleep
But you in it deep, so you gotta keep going
Through the pain and the failure, you gotta keep growing (On God)
Let me tell you what this shit is about
This rap biz is a math quiz, figure it out
Bigger the problem you solve, the bigger your house
Bigger the checks in six-figure amounts hit your accounts (Word)
If music is your real occupation
This ain't a rap, homie, this is a consultation
A business conversation about your operation
I see the spot you're chasing like Roc Nation
What if you never meet Jay, you never meet Em?
What if you never meet Dre? What if you never meet them?
You better be ready and never overwait to take chances
Then your chances can never be slim, I want you to make it
'Cause you claim about the life, so they gonna have to take it
See you in the street with jewelry, they strip you naked
Claim you 'bout that life, so they gon' have to take it
See you in the street with jewelry, they strip you naked
Man, I make it and I do it like that
Do it like that, bring it right back
Bring it right back, bring it right back
Man, I make it and I do it like that
Claim you 'bout the streets
Man (Man, man, man)
Written by: Anno Domini Beats, Dirrty B, Dominick Wickliffe, Legion Beats, Nick Fultz, Semaj Nothguort
