Turn It Up!
DJ JS-1
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Yo, yo, words and punchline, we ahead of our time
What I spit be slick, lay out the caution signs
You fall behind, one time
Before you battle me, I advise you call suicide hotline
I spit hot rhymes, we can drop the same time
I locked it down, 5-0 cops lined
You ain't hard, you a rhyming fairy
Who think MC stand for Mariah Carey
Yo, your crew ran on you once the heat hit 'em
You so shook you ask your parents can you sleep with 'em
Rhymes, I'm deep with 'em, hoes, I creep with 'em
Your rhymes sound hotter after I re-written 'em
From most hated to most rotated
With no deal we still Grammy nominated
My style piss you and agg you
I'll beat you, treat you like a cross dresser and drag you
Toe tag you, hoes want my dough
I fuck, kill pussy like Tony Soprano
Left in shambles, chill in the cut
So when you hear Punch and Words, turn it up, what
Uptown, Saturday night, raise boom boom room
High rollers hang for dinner and dice
Women at price in the back of the candy store
Secret door in the alleyway, knock gave the password
Yo, that's Words
Yo chill man, yo what, yo why'd you look?
I got him shook
I'm shown to my favorite table, crooked cops and lawyers
The waiters know, I don't even gotta place my order
Whatever I want, a show then the roll was to front
What takes a year for me to month, DT's won't even hunt
People breaking they backs to greet me
And when the bill comes they fighting
Over whose turn it is to treat me
My style of life is like a lion, king of the wild life
Actions speak, always been a silent type
In my mind I'm like
Pssh, only if niggas knew I was fronting
Pssh, here come these niggas
Approached by Lenny and Louis, Spanish twins
Just my luck, I try to duck, owed 'em money for some mishandling
Inside I'm panicking, off in the seat gambling
I said no, they said yes, okay, dealt me a hand I'm in
Blackjack, lost every hand to my drawers to my sock
Pockets hit a cash drought, literally ass out
Bet my pops watching, the deed to my house
My girl vexed, I just lost her weave and her blouse
Just as the bar was closing, noticed the waitress behind me
Tray was reflecting the cards I'm holding
From the way it looked you probably think that I was jinxed
Got her out the way by ordering another drink
Shuffled the cards, cut the deck
My life on the line, double or nothing, what else to bet?
Ain't nothing left, the twins folded
I hit twenty-one, gathered my clothing
The rest of my belongings, now I don't own 'em
The bartender was my cousin Sam
When the waitress gave me my drink
Then we switched hands, for months this been planned
By the time they realized I was across town
With my cousin and the waitress splitting six grand, a big scam