[ Featuring Apani B Fly Emcee, Jean Grae ]
You need to sh-shut the f*ck up
Wha wha, Yea, yea
What, what, Beatminerz baby
Jean Grae, AB emcee, stay out
Yea take that, shut da f*ck up
Know what I'm talkin' about
I design this rhyme in my slime where miracles happen
Scheme; world domination, snatch Queens next Manhattan
So hold the Latin Quarter, behold the prophecy
I'm levitatin' on water, demonstratin' somethin' properly
The A to the be , there can only be one
Freeze time through the needle when my vinyl gets spun
Get respect 'cause I earn it, first time learn it
With the keys to six, but the five'll burst and invert it
Spray and burn it like I'm holdin areosol to a brick wall
Type my name indelibly, so my legend won't fall
Apani why'all yes yes, the rest are powerless
Who assassinate the queen, our strikers shut 'em down like gravity
Who stay spittin' flows that get underground booties and cats pissed,
Jean, black listed from shows, the rap antagonist
I work with ladies with brains twisted and talkin' loud and shit
I'll liqour it, fire spittin' women will knuckle you bitch
You troublin' whips, niggas rent, can't afford a six
Crash and when the cops come, you'll find me hurlin' the fifth
We got no dough, frozen wrists, or Cris',
Guns'll bust when wind blows
My fist could knock holes though nigga
Wittier shit, gritty as hell, pretty as f*ck
Dirty as motherf*ckers who actually f*ck they mother's what
If you don't like it, then don't listen, but don't talk
I'll run up in your prom, with cans of blood on the catwalk
I ain't playin', have you standin' there,
Bloody, drippin, and laughin' 'cause it's all your fault
Shut da f*ck up!
"So you want to see how good you are?"
"It'll just take me to show ya"
Now what you niggas want to talk about, "Shut da f*ck up"
Stank hoopy bitches, and your bank account, "Shut da f*ck up"
A bunch of shit nobody care about, "Shut da f*ck up"
You silly bitches love to run your mouth, "Shut da f*ck up"
You shut da f*ck up!
Now what these bitches want to talk about, "Shut da f*ck up"
These strippers turn to rappers comin'' out, "Shut da f*ck up"
Who write your shit, you say its you, I doubt, "Shut da f*ck up"
You silly niggas love to run your mouth, "Shut da f*ck up"
You shut da f*ck up!
This is real life rap, these niggas not ready for
No posin and crap, beg your pardon, por favor
Superior, Orator came jaws like Thor
Soon as I drop some thunder shit, greedy niggas want more
Run the play-by-play, tackle cats like a fullback
It's a dangerous game, come strong or get your skull cracked
Blahti raise the thermostat, collapse, robber formats
Dodge traps like the clap, do it for all ghetto blacks
Stand firm like I'm cemented, Jean Grae my comrad
Enter the Dragon, we demented, sick, and highly complemented
Slick witted, star figures, acid-laced hallucigenics
We fire-spittin' bitches, disregard the bullshittings
Niggas stay runnin your mouth, teeth or shit drippin off
Bottomed-out, permanent south, some bitter cats, so f*ck why'all
We hot on wax, we hot on stage
My tongue's a twelve gauge, lips, uzis, spray the page
Why'all some click-n-drag niggas, chatroom with fag niggas
Backpack and bag niggas, play body and tag niggas
We raps best when we step in the ring
Get knocked 'fore the first bell, hell with the clock
We dirty be-atch (We drunk)
Apani tree'd up, chillin and speed Jean up
Why'all industry skeed niggas snortin the whole ki up
And still won't sign us, they rhyme but minus the clothes
Please, why'all just in jobs for these hoes
Yo shut da f*ck up!
Now what you niggas want to talk about, "Shut da f*ck up"
Stank hoopy bitches, and your bank account, "Shut da f*ck up"
A bunch of shit nobody care about, "Shut da f*ck up"
You silly bitches love to run your mouth, "Shut da f*ck up"
You shut da f*ck up!
Now what these bitches want to talk about, "Shut da f*ck up"
These strippers turn to rappers comin' out, "Shut da f*ck up"
Who write your shit, you say its you, I doubt, "Shut da f*ck up"
You silly niggas love to run your mouth, "Shut da f*ck up"
You shut da f*ck up!
Now what you niggas want to talk about, "Shut da f*ck up"
Stank hoopy bitches, and your bank account, "Shut da f*ck up"
A bunch of shit nobody care about, "Shut da f*ck up"
You silly bitches love to run your mouth, "Shut da f*ck up"
You shut da f*ck up!
Now what these bitches want to talk about, "Shut da f*ck up"
These strippers turn to rappers comin'' out, "Shut da f*ck up"
Who write your shit, you say its you, I doubt, "Shut da f*ck up"
You silly niggas love to run your mouth, "Shut da f*ck up"
You shut da f*ck up!
