Dio (rapper) - "Beginning of the IND" lyrics

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Dio (rapper) - "Beginning of the IND" lyrics

[Verse 1: Petey] I got my co*k on the clock, f** your time Ain't a stop light, Ni%%a it's go time Tell my momma I'll be rich in no time Put myself in the spot like show time All I need is a beat and a bad b**h From the dirt tryin to go and get cabbage This is for all my ni%%as thats standin' on the mound with a softball tryin' to get the fast pitch We been held down, but we ballin' Sick and tired of being treated like a porcelin We may let you in our house now But you still getting treated like an orphan From the 2-1-9 to B-town To the 3-1-7 that's Pete's town I don't show no female care or love Cuz we just using the girls as a rebound Til' the day I die I'm a hoosier Don't give a f** what you heard Nobody in Nap can rap, Please.. That's a contradiction like a cool nerd I know some cats that will rap circles around your city, huhh? Why the hell you think they call it circle city? I got your girl wet like a paint job Been plannin' this like a bank job They know I'm coming and can't wait Like a Chris Paul and Blake lob 5 year old brake pads, I'll show you how to grind though According to Indy, It's about to be our time, hoe [Chorus] They sleepin' on us, but we 'bout to wake 'em up though We gettin' in, kickin' down every shut door I'm what the games been missin' I gotta make 'em listen They thought they'd see us fail Now look at our position It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind [Verse 2: Petey] Flo sick, no cure Prince of my city, that's for sure I'm out here tryin' to get that j** money Make sure my Mom and Sis live in cosure I, I just wanna be remembered for a bangggger; So I can ball out the gym, Danny Granger Naw, I ain't Weezy, but I had to keep 'em waitin' This ain't the city of bro love A lot of ni%%as is hatin' My team, hotter than Satin Competition ain't nathin' This ain't no Andrew Luck My sk**s stay in the pocket like Peyton. (wooooo) All I wants a Pacemate Looks good in tights, cooks great steaks Keep the fridge full of disenagrates; And I keep her wet like the Great Lakes. (haaaa) They sleepin' on us, we don't sleep like insomnia They say that we ain't sh**? Somebody must have lied to ya Highly claimed like a prom king; Make GOOD music like Sean's team I'm always seen like a high beam The whole crew full of clowns, Tom Green All my girls get out, naw mean? You Fonzi, I'm fonzee When they talk about who made Indiana better, I better be mentioned with Tom Crean I don't want much; Just to keep my name relevant It's time the world get put on this 3-1-7 sh** Windex and Polish, I can teach you how to shine though (According to Indy, it's about to be our time, hoe) [Chorus] They sleepin' on us, but we 'bout to wake 'em up though We gettin' in, kickin' down every shut door I'm what the games been missin' I gotta make 'em listen They thought they'd see us fail Now look at our position It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind It's the Beginning, Beginning of the Ind