Pay Attention

That's right

Yous talking too much (yayn?) like i said before yaknahmsayin?

We comin thru the rectified shit

Group home, that's right

Caus we dem get hards yaknahmsayin?

We ain't got ours yet

Word the mother we'll fight till we do

Hu-hu, yaknahmsayin?

Low budget environment style baybe

You act like you care,

But you don't really care

So fuck y'all.

Pay attention when you step through

They 'bout to get you

Bugged out thugs with scarred mugs and beef to settle

And we know that you been faking again

So don't say we didn't want you in we ain't taking the blame

You wanna step through

What if them cats dont protect you

Cath you alone in your home, they dont respect you

God bless you with a talented gift

Now you wanna play thug

Rock your balance and shit

I'm runnin with (hiumi?) newton

Gunnin for civil rights

Stunning you jokers

I'll smoke you, fuck a little fight

Drama

The furthest thing from my mind still,

You went too far

Put you in a jar with fly rhymes

A psychic network

Should give you the job

Cauz yo i got the feelin

Your ass 'bout to get robbed

I stomp you, you not calm, I bomb you

You no-frills with no skillz, e-yo I conquer

You got no image, againts us

You wouldn't scrimmage

We're taking care of all you lil begginers

E-yo my fam and me got street wizardry

Self mastery, it's lyrical catastrophe

Pay attention when you step through

They 'bout to get you

Bugged out thugs with scarred mugs and beef to settle

And we know that you been faking again

So don't say we didn't want you in we ain't taking the blame

For whats about to happen to you kid

Forgetting the rappin

Theyl'll be clapping at you kid

Your mouth wrote a check

Your ass can't cache you

Yous was the man in the pow?

You eat? and?

Yo this world is buggy

Gotta survive with any means necesseray

Legendary, stands overwhelmed by slums

That had me ready to lace the consequences

I face the nonesense

But verbally spit

Got me into a lot of shit

Slipped out like thief in the night

Cold seasons

I snatched that purse for the right reasons

Even though I know God still believin

Still can't get the bustah that I suppose to be in

Yo the life i sacrifice and christ my soul

My heart is torn a part for real lets roll

And when I stroll,

Oh yes I come correct

Step without a ten (?)

And still have respect

Now I'm in a fat Nutcracker project

And when you see my crew

You better hit the deck

And help one another spread love to eachother

I'm like your mother, your father or brother

Pay attention when you step through

They 'bout to get you

Bugged out thugs with scarred mugs and beef to settle

And we know that you been faking again

So don't say we didn't want you in we ain't taking the blame

For whats about to happen to you kid

Forgetting the rappin

Theyl'll be clapping at you kid

Your mouth wrote a check

Your ass can't cache you

Yous was the man in the pow?

You eat? and?

Chumps be to worry about what the next mans doing,

Definetely,

Talking a lot of (yayn?) yaknahmsayin?

-'niggaz smilin jealous'-

You need to pay attention, You need to go by the rules yaknahmsayin?

Yo check the move, check the move.