Lyric Move On
featuring L.S.
* first twenty seconds is talking by crew *
[L.S.]
I gotta question (I gotta question)
I gotta question (I gotta question)
I m pushin about five fifty-five on the mic, how much you benchin?
I m givin all y all yahoo niggaz some new shit to jig to
I had to slit you small like that crack in the wall you slid through
And there ain t no callin draw
Whether you my man, or some shorty comin with the raw
I fuck around, and get lost in the portal
Quantum combat, oh I forget, you only mortals
Comin with that normal kid I wrap you up in coil
Hit you up and watch your body burn when it bubble
I ll rip your lampshades, as I rant and rave
I m raw, plus I got more plants to blaze
It s a fact that fiends, come back to Lean
with vials, long as that aisle in back of Queens
Plus I pack macs with beams
I m type fear, I m that nightmare that killed that dream
My gat steam, crazy buzz
I slid with ?, plus severe for you baby luv
I play the role til I m gray and old (c mon y all)
HEYYY HOOOOO, witcha pops on the payroll
No doubt, I m cold out withcha ??
South to border, I come lay em out for ya
For these liquid assets
This thick-lipped bastard stay, dipped in plastic
Outlaw (outlaw)
Representin, 1998
Pac, peace my nigga
Nino, peace my nigga
Aight?
It s all good we move on
Check we out we move on
Rock like this we move on
I m far from a busta!
Rock like this we move on
Rock like this we move on
Rock like this we move.. it s just a freestyle!
* first twenty seconds is talking by crew *
[L.S.]
I gotta question (I gotta question)
I gotta question (I gotta question)
I m pushin about five fifty-five on the mic, how much you benchin?
I m givin all y all yahoo niggaz some new shit to jig to
I had to slit you small like that crack in the wall you slid through
And there ain t no callin draw
Whether you my man, or some shorty comin with the raw
I fuck around, and get lost in the portal
Quantum combat, oh I forget, you only mortals
Comin with that normal kid I wrap you up in coil
Hit you up and watch your body burn when it bubble
I ll rip your lampshades, as I rant and rave
I m raw, plus I got more plants to blaze
It s a fact that fiends, come back to Lean
with vials, long as that aisle in back of Queens
Plus I pack macs with beams
I m type fear, I m that nightmare that killed that dream
My gat steam, crazy buzz
I slid with ?, plus severe for you baby luv
I play the role til I m gray and old (c mon y all)
HEYYY HOOOOO, witcha pops on the payroll
No doubt, I m cold out withcha ??
South to border, I come lay em out for ya
For these liquid assets
This thick-lipped bastard stay, dipped in plastic
Outlaw (outlaw)
Representin, 1998
Pac, peace my nigga
Nino, peace my nigga
Aight?
It s all good we move on
Check we out we move on
Rock like this we move on
I m far from a busta!
Rock like this we move on
Rock like this we move on
Rock like this we move.. it s just a freestyle!
