Hi-G & Cee Da Real - C.I.S. (Class in Session) Lyrics

Yo Yo, LP in the building
Den Records

Now check it as I wreck it
And give me a quick second
To teach y'all a quick lesson
About disrespecting
My team we chin checking
And been wrecking
Since we were young and reckless
Could snatch up your necklace
But that is not our preference
So lil homie get to stepping
I ain't the one to be testing
I'm well invested in all my weapons
So if you suggesting
Coming to my section flexing
You better be double guessing
And asking yourself this question
Do you really wanna go decompressing this much aggression
I don't see you having much successes
In these tough rough trenches
I've had enough stuff pending
So when my luck runs empty
Imma erupt, bust, end it
Yeah imma erupt, bust, end it
Cause that talk and talk, its all finished
Yeah you ni**as wanna walk the walk but you all limping
Yeah you ni**as shot yo shots but you all missing
I say you got what you got and you start dipping
This is tall business
Not for small midgets
But them raw ni**as
Not no soft ni**as
Who can't evolve with us
Don't get involved with us
If you not ready to join the team and come ball with us
And make them tall figure
You false niggas

Let me talk to them Cee, y'all tryna get it with me
Hit you with that 1, 2, Bitch I'll put you to sleep
How you gon' pull me down, when you can't even reach
Steady focused on a mill', what you think we don't eat?
I always work harder cause I hate the defeat
And if I ever fall down get back on my feet
Every loss is a lesson, so I'm teaching these lessons
All these ni**as sound the same, it's really nothing impressive
When I get on the mic, these rhymes I be wrecking
And when I step in the ring, these jaws I be breaking
It's like I turn super saiyan, do you know what I'm saying?
When you see me, you gon' see me, You gon' see I ain't playing
Slap the shit out you suckas, make ya mama start praying
You fugazi, fabricated, and I ain't even much hating
Purely facts being stated, for my time I've awaited
But shit I'm getting frustrated, like when the f*ck I'm gon' make it
But I stay motivated, never lose concentration
Make a plan and commit, you only fail when you quit
And I ain't quitting for shit, I do it all for my kin
It's only family no friends, I always ride till the end
It's 97 till infinitiii

These mind severing rhymes killing beats so cleverly
You ride til you die or head for the hills like Beverly
We ain't the type of guys that you f*ck with intentionally
When we look eye to eye I know that you the enemy
I think they all timid G
But I ain't feeling the energy
Put them in the guillotine
Blop, Chop, their heads off
And really conceal their dreams
Oh yeah I'm in your head dog
Like Freddie Kruger scenes
Wait, you didn't know
That I kill Mikes
Like Laurie Strode
With my gory flows
You must've been napping off a rag of chloroform
That's usually how the story goes
Vatos always sleeping
But claiming they so damn woke
But I don't believe it
And I don't see it
And you bustas only real when it's f*cking convenient
How's it f*cking feel living off others achievements
That's the only reason you niggas stay breathing
And it's no secret
That you suckers can't do shit on your own
Gotta steal someone's light just so you can glow
But that's nothing new, something already known
And it really seems like, y'all will never grow
But that's alright cause I'm on another mode
Floating on another boat
Rolling on different road
Going by a different code
That you were never told
Cause were never real enough to be shown around the ropes
Lil Ni**a...