The Great Outdoors - T.R.O.Y. lyrics

[Verse 1: Dave The Raptor] I'm the steezy a** n***a that you heard about Peezy here, giant a** feet and a dirty mouth Bet you heard a bunch of jive sh** through the word and mouth But i'm just a skinny a** n***a from the dirty south 'Side in Philadelphia where n***as take envying over helping you I ruin sh** for you and your homies f**ing jabronies man I hate 'em, man I swear that I hate 'em f**ing amazing I just blaze it, chill and try to erase them with this eraser man I'm tired of the lying 'bout being flyer then toxicated Times are changing and i'm just sitting back and contemplating How these rap n***as can making rapping so complicated Rap is what i'm saving, beats it what i'm raping But I tend to throw pills back and k** raps And kick it with hoes with more curves then Hot Wheels tracks I'm not a murderer but i k** raps and any f*ggot i come across that i feel is whack I'm not buying it, leaving you n***as sobbing and crying Thats what happens when you rap n***as get from tigers to lions n***a Walk into the great out, plotting on the stink out When me and my homies and tenderomies are eating takeout [Verse 2: Dizzy Santana] She saved all the chit-chat, i thought you have guns that go click-clack, forget that, she sweeter then a Kit-Kat Swagger on a bar cool, fresher then a tic tac I spit crack, to keep these shawtys grabbing where my dick at Grab the microphone and get b**h slapped