Theory Hazit - Huuuaah! lyrics

Enter the mind of a real down southern I get respect on the block like I'm the governor The hoods last hope, so you know my tracks dope Last day, last flow, coming from a bad (???) I'm like J-City, bringing it to your city Theory got the style of Martin Luther King Junior with him Power of God just hit you like a ton of bricks We in the house like LL on punishment You hell bound? Let me shine the light on that there Cause the devil tries to test us like a pap smear The flow lacks flare(?) and I'm a faithful wordsmith Yes, I do rap for God cause I ain't Satan's servant Too many fakes perping, Studio gangsters saying they about to get the 38 chirping (false alarm!) You don't sell weed, we know you sniff coke Stop flossing in my hood, there's cats in my hood that's broke But hopefully I got their attention, like sit down! Shut up! Now eat this! Brought to you by Jesus I ain't a lame, I ain't ashamed to say His name, be this Ya'll buck-heads duck feds and neighborhood polices like. . . Huuuaah! Yo, we came to get it crunk Enough of ya'll airing out your dirty laundry, spitting junk Huuuaah! This joins the rearranger The devils most wanted with the official street banger (We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!) (We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!) (We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!) (We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!) I guess you waiting for 50 Cent to get saved Unless you waiting on Lil Jon to just change No, I ain't hating, I love you even though yous a slave To sin, seems like your pinned in a pretzel twist Acting hard like you can't get got for your necklaces Not me, I'm steady defeating a pessimist Too blessed for you to mess with this Quick! Grab your old and new testament (huuuaah!) Hit the floor (?)pit (huuuaah!) J-C I represent (huuuaah!) Get your word, now you strapped Semi-automatic