Pip Skid - Magnifique 2 lyrics

[Verse One: Pip Skid] If UGK's in the headphones that means I ain't secure I'll be drunk on rap, could make you cry like The Cure Arms swinging While I'm walking, sh** talking Slit your belly and tell you to quit gawking Rocking the free world in front of Captain Nonsense This ain't conscious rap, it's rap with a conscience I've been on the pen since Long Live The Kane This ain't dead, the strong still rule the game You got [?] to gain from one song, pay $1.25 You could've got two of our discs, seen us play live For the same price, we keep our game tight and affordable With real dope breath control, nice and audible Then chase the beat like a dog off the leash Like a clean cut guy trying to cop a piece Papa Pip preach about the ills of the police So we dump 'em in the trash like a press release Rest in peace to the rest of this beat Cause Mcenroe and I, we make an album complete P&C the elite, despite record sales And look real good like full record shelves This rebel yells spread across this Earth turning People discuss us in different languages, ears burning Earning respect Can you imagine how boring the rap scene would be without Peanuts & Corn C'mon! [Hook: Mcenroe] {x2] Pip Skid c'est magnifique Mcenroe, il est un banging beat P&C keeps rolling like the King & I's jeep While the rest of the world it will continue to sleep C'mon [Verse Two: Mcenroe] We be climbing ladder approaching this peak Leave your broken down like the stade olympique Had to just speak on a head who just reeks Played the back for so long, time to wet this beak Get a piece of your biz like I'm Don Fanucci Wearing bootleg suits like some fine Versace Dimes and hoochies think that I'm just goofy But there's a line of newbies who can rhyme thanks to me Ready for prime time now finally Where to recognize so I can dine for free Less type stress it's satisfying to me As I teach you life lessons in irony Dreams of hanging around on the French Rivera All came crashing down on the silliest of errors Ill for me to bare the brunt of the criticism You can front but I'm strapped with my cynicism Insane to view you with anything but disdain Who knew how many would identify with Pip's pain Want to have a sound so a body finds this lane Didn't hang around but they left behind a sh** stain I'm on quest like a modern day Tin Tin Didn't play your best so we sent you to the sin bin Know you tried to cheat but your homies got your peaked So we blast past you geeks like all the [?] [Hook: Pip Skid]