DMP - You Hear What I'm Sayin' lyrics

[Verse One] I make students out of sensei's Lock and load and put a hole in your mixtape For some that's caught up in a trap here's an escape I'm Evel Knievel I'm lethal People There's no equal I'm a fool with the few diesel I'm on the grind, I drop a line and watch it pop weasels The money I grow I still keep it low like caesar Stay busy like a beaver and I wish you would/wood And if you do then I wish you well It's a wrap like a python I'm on point like a tripod The only way you play me is an Ipod Snap like the animal that's sold on the Izod This rapper not phony I'm always in the hood like Obi Wan Kenobi Put in work with the Durte with the one and only (Nottz) Yo, rappers singing like Toni! Tone! I spit that, Tony Soprano over piano Hot as hell with a pair of gazelles Hook the game like a pair of bra**eries Looka here, I ain't playing... You hear what I'm saying? Y'all so-soing fam, I'm so serious If y'all ugly in the booth than I'm hideous Guess y'all was looking for that Durte, here it is [Hook] [Scratching] "There it is" You hear what I'm saying? Us n***as ain't playing we back f** you expect boy Dope on deck boy DMP sh** get a hit of this crack (And get a hit of this crack) "b**h!" You hear what I'm saying? Us n***as ain't playing we back We ain't one of the same boy Youngins is lame boy Real is back, you ain't f**ing with that You ain't f**ing with that [Verse Two: Boogieman] I make workers out of bosses Tell a n***a quick, "Get in line or get a coffin." You want some of my sh**? The joys of life can't get me off 'em Make you wish your mother had an abortion Judas wouldn't cross it You can't playing and I pause 'em (Boogie, Boogie, Boogie, Boogie) I do this here often Always, everyday, f**ing with a G n***a sheeit! The booth is like heaven to me like a pedophile at Chucky Cheese Negro please I go nuts, elephant dump Knock 'em out like a club punch Chasity belt these n***as are not f**ing with us I go underneath the belt for that in God we trust Send you to God I must Ashes to dust to dust All that spiritual sheeit! Is the truth now you spit f*ggot I keep live like it's '95 On the corner like it's two for fives n***a [Hook] [Verse Three] No smoke, no mirrors and no gimmicks No little funny facade, no image f** your hourly wage, get paid by the minute I'm the sh** when I spit, they spray when I finish VA from the top of my head to my tennis Find me rhyming and minding my own business f** a flask in the lab like I'm a chemist Super Bowl flow and you rhyme like it's a scrimmage ("b**h!") No time, no money to waste But these 24 beers got me catching a case Drop 'em off the side of the dock at Thames River He's sleeping with the gators and crocs, he chopped liver Hey, one in a million like Neo My bankroll swoll' and Green like Cee-Lo Durte Muzik nobody can do it better Make an old timer with Alzheimers never forget us [Hook]