Yeah, yeah
Turn me up
Aight. Word up
Kid Tsunami
Let's go
Splash some cash
Yeah. No guarantee
Check check
1- 2, 1- 2 yeah
Check check
Spill some ill words, like there
for those that ain't here
Just like a little verse
compared to a million others
still wouldn't say it's fair
Like distant lovers, people think of us
still we visit
could be busy winter summers
cookin up a little number to give ya
if ya wanna end up wid trouble
I'm a problem like this and others
and my job ends, spit to come up
Give you some shit you want, if you're sinkin' under
That's what's up though
it's a natural wonder
The actual reason
I asked y'all to be here
-you're catchin' on though
International stays?
So I be showin' up like a flash in a dream
and a splash in a M-I-C
That's what you get when you pass it to me
crank up the beat
You should be captured, snatched from your seat
Sometimes the game seems tragic to me
so I had to speak/spit/speed?
Actually it's a reaction to me
There ain't no guarantees
In life
It ain't what you normally hear
Word up
There ain't no guarantees
besides havin' me slam a beat
When you hear this, I'm sure you can agree
they say it's hit or miss, apparently
the business, or is this reality?
Give a visit, to witness
the manner we spit this
exquisite rhythmics delivered with clarity
They put a battery in my back
no telling where they'll lead on the track
I gotta be on attack mode
Plus, Yo
I'm selling these magic beans
coz it happens to be
a lotta fiends, hoppin' out at me
like it's Halloween, I'm being stalked
and that would only mean
A lotta green.
How do we break thru the scene
paid dues
Man, you shoulda seen
-me too, I gotta dream
like Martin Luther King
Let me do the damn thing
We be fools
And we out