Say Something

[Intro: Black Milk] Yeah Ha Ride with your boy Experience some of this dirt shit Ooo, yeah Yeah Check Huh [Verse 1: Black Milk] Award-winning sound, I'm grabbing the Oscar On top of my game so keep ya eyes up Y'all can't rise but y'all guys fall I'm still high like blue skies where stars align up Change the game, I'm crushing it So hang yourself until ya feet can dangle under ya Build your empire up And I'm still crushin' it down until it look like Legos tumbling They mumbling that I'm tha illest, the new thing So if the shoe fits, I'm lacing the shoe strings Ballin' hard, money is Pat Ewing Got, got a couple tricks up under my two sleeves Jot a couple lines on top of some loose leaf And I need more then two sheets No sleep at night, and even when the sun's up From beats to rhymes, I'm hard on both ends, call me numbchucks [Hook: Black Milk] I'm saying they ain't really saying nothing, we getting it Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha) They ain't really saying nothing, we getting it Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha) [Verse 2: NameTag] They can act like they don't know The halo flows is over their head When I'm holding a pen, call me an ink slinger; give a beat a tattoo And I stay on the roll, I'm sorta like crap shooting I advance quicker than a cat's movement Chasing the mouse and breaking out strong as the Hulk When he rip through cloth, all I do is stir up Bars are sick, I'mma need cough syrup Call the law firm up, we got a case, another track Tag had a verse full, was turned up murdered I'm a person, and something like a furnace Burning up, rising highs, a tidal wave nigga, surf's up My flow tight as a shirt tucked The goal is to earn bucks, get a bundle of money standing up tall I got the mic with a clutched palm Having the audience off of they feet like a center at jump-ball [Hook: Black Milk] I'm saying they ain't really saying nothing, we getting it Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha) They ain't really saying nothing, we getting it Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha) [Verse 3: Slim S.D.H] You young punks is pound puppies I remember when you got your first pound, you was found lucky That underground ugly (Cold!) Since the silent whispers of lost souls and dead guppies Roll with the underdog, give it up like applause Robbing bastards masked it, Pete of the Paid Pa That thirty-thirty knocked your nose off six blocks away The sound of the city sound like a cave [Hook: Black Milk] I'm saying they ain't really saying nothing, we getting it Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha) They ain't really saying nothing, we getting it Them niggas ain't spraying nothing, we getting it Same lame niggas, same fronting, we getting it Shame on a (Nuh), and if he say something (Ha)