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Featuring Stacy Epps, Boog Brown & Rapsody
[Intro:]
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
[Verse 1:] [Rhapsody]
Pu pu pump ya brakes
If they sayin we ain't hot
When they conversate
Iâm on my underate
I shine like a constellation
One of many Iâve been reppin for the Zulu nation
No time wasting
We stay ahead like Asians
In zones checking light phones
Iâm killing it lately
Bring back the basement
Like a choked them with laces
Theyâll never hold me back
Like a mouth full of braces
Buckle up like Kurupt in â98
Whatever codes, iâm trying to hold the globe in the race
Iâm tortoise
In the end I still go to first
Curtains like Eminem caught you niggas hurtin
In your feelings when he lost control
Iâm having visions of you with [?]
Throw up when I show up
And this my easy flow
Diamond in the rough
Homie Diamond D should know
And this is proof to show
You should
[Chorus:]
Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
If they sayin we ain't hot
When they conversate
(itâs like that)
They gotta
Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
Imma shine when I rhyme
Like the month of May
(itâs like that)
Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
When you crash imma outlast em
Many a day
(itâs like that)
Pu pu pu pump ya brakes
If they sayin we ain't hot
When they conversate
(itâs like that)
[Verse 2:] [Boog Brown]
Pump ya brakes
We take no shorts
Me and my cohorts score
Givin you that mych more
Nefarious efforts
Kimet with the swords
Stand on your [?]
Keep on the accord
I spit a vision
Send you back to the board
And of course
We keep it classic
Cause thatâs what this affords
On a course to the top
Suckers hope that you flop
Then they see you with the legends
And they hop on your jock
Iâm amused after moves
How they plan and they plot
And be shocked when you excel
Wanna get what you got
But i keep a cool head
Keep the hammer out the fool shed
Crack the bedrock
Lay the foundation and watch
We get the building
And they sure to catch feelings
Bet you a million
They ain'tâ ready for the realness
Deal with it
You ainât talkin bout no real limits
Actors and gimmicks
Wrap it up yo
Youâre finished
The minute you was hoâin for that rose gold
Is the same minute that I assumed the control
Fraudulent face canât carry the weight
But Rapsody, Boogie B, Diamond D and the crates
So pump brakes
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:] [Stacy Epps]
Dropping speed
But slowing and sowing a seed
Obstacles breathe the air that you need
Opposition to the vision
Keeps you wishing on your mission
Whenever the speedway
You open better exceed
Not just hoping
Claim the card as my âown itâ
Never doubting cause Iâm on it
Best believe and achieve
In the gifts we needing
Excellence is the call to beacon
Answer it when the phone is ringing
Hello?
Dial toning
You wasnât even there yet
I learn to expect
Already ready for the next step
While you still waiting on the check
Just come equipped
Before you get lost
Brace yourself
Prepare the cost to be a boss
Just cause we win donât mean we never lost
Just learn from it
Youâll travel far (far, far, far)
We got to raise the bar, star
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Slow down baby [x2]
Pump your brakes and just
Slow down baby [x4]
Pump your brakes and just
Slow down baby
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