Blake the Jew - Propers Lyrics

I've been straight macking before I starting scratching on records
Muthaf*cka step out sector
We bring the pressure
To a speaker near you
Coming real soon now heres more Blake the Jew
I should've never gone to public school
Cause I'd be
Good at math
But half as cool
Bastard you
You better watch you step
Come correct
Cause imma straight stomp out your set
Show respect
Put in check all you jive turkeys
Your girl loves me in my Condors jersey
Drive em berzerk G
Get the crowd crazy
In the Blakery
DelicIous quite tasty
Make me stop
I claimed my spot
My rhymes be hot
And you aint even hear
All I got
Strap on my butter timbs
Time to hit the fly spot
They love BlakeStyle
Cause bitch I f*cking rock

Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers

Thats how we do it on the East coast
Push a black regal
Drop the damn needle
We lethal
Now check it
I grips the mic and wreck it
And I know you cant f*ck with my flows
Try and test it
West end
East end
Where the f*ck you at
North shore
Cant forget the South slopes and flats
Hold me back
It's over when I gets to rap
Bitch I aint cutting you no slack you stay whack
Stay on the pat
While I push a bubble lex
Cashing in some double checks
Collect my dividends
You feel me friend
Cruising down the avenue with the crew
Block the intersection cause they to stop and see Blake the Jew
Shit I might finesse your boo
Cause the ladies love Blakey they do
And thats the truth
I'm just here to get my shit bumping
Rewind my tape
Wear it out
Guess I started something

Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers

I'm bout bout bout to go
Muthaf*cka check my flow
And know that hot raps BlakeStyle's got that
Shit
I can see you pissed
Expected 8 crazy's
But nothing like this
Bugging out on the mic
You caught me at the just the right
Time
Cause B's bout to go off tonight
Rhyming
Styling
Yall be trying
But when you're on the mic
You straight getting silenced
You cant contest with the likes of me
Cause my shit pop off like it was
3-d
See me
Then they wanna be me
I'm on top
So yall stay beneath me
All my homies strap on your air forces
All my homies strap on your Jordan's
And get ready
For the main event
I suggest that you accept the fact that we the best

Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers
Nobody can stop us
Give me my propers

It did'nt take much cause my flows banging
Turn your ear to your stereo and hear what I'm saying
Transform just like Shazam
Bitches kick the can
Whack MC's go home
And now its just me the man
Can I kick something dangerous
The Big Jew got lox
Like I'm Jadakiss
Gotta go to the store
Some bodega shit
You wont get how I play
Cause I play to win
No one can stop us
Give me propers
All my songs is proper starting five on the roster
Hopping off the P1 and on to the T
You should know the name by now
S-N-I-P
Please
Understand how I mack
Dropped two hot songs
And now a third is back
And yours be whack
I know what I'm doing
No matter what they say
I'm still f*cking jewin'