Don't You Know

[Intro] C'mon Fresh from London, Paris, Germany It's Euro Jay (Haha), International Hov Bonsoir, motherfuckers, we back As if we never left this bitch, huh, Ty? It's worldwide, still just blazin' this shit up (Woo) [Verse 1] Every place I visit, I got land there How could niggas stand there and say I sound like them? Hell no Push wigs back, push Bentley drops that's yellow Started from the elbow, nigga, from the get-go No, not the Geico, ain't nothing accidental Just the facts that I've been through, perhaps if you was into Half of the shit I've been through that'd make your pen move Your mind would open, your heart would bleed Instead y'all niggas flow, oh, so retardedly You sound retarded to me, how could you stand there, pants there Down to your ass, you won't spar with me I'll put you down in the grass, it's the God MC Young V-I-T-O, youngin, you are my hijo My son dula, I clean the cesspool up Rap stinks, haha, you cats are the Sphinx You cut off your nose to spite your face Bet you like it that way, don't ya? [Chorus] Don't you know when you're defeated, young punk? Won't you throw, won't you throw in the towel, stop running your mouth? Don't you know that we know you just running your mouth? 'Cause when this shit pops off, y'all gonna run in your house Don't you know when you're defeated, young punk? Won't you throw, won't you throw in the towel? I'm better with vowels My vocabulary murders the dictionary Flow switches every sixteen, the shit mean, man [Verse 2] Shit, I'm heavy in the game, I ain't worried 'bout a thing Last man standing, blam-blamming the cannon 48 Hours, it's Reggie Hammond, the Colt be Nick Nolte, my demeanor is Humphrey Bogie, baby I'm comfy-cozy, my spot is solidified Rock-a-bye, baby, I sing you a lullaby How ill am I? BK to Philadi— ('Delphia) Niggas feelin' how real am I, shit I carry two Taurus, niggas, they call me Gemini Though my birthday is one day before December five It's S. Carter the archer, I throw darts at ya Arrows through your apparel, I will dearly depart ya It's clearly hard for ya, what God has bestowed on me You're not as raw as me nigga, nigga, I'm poetry In four-part harmony, it's like Jodeci Check out my melody, my flow is a felony Oh, I'm so seventies, I'm in tune with the heavenly Governing body, check, check, check out my destiny I walk leaving four footprints, my hood sense My book smarts, my faith of the unknown and a good heart What's seldom shown is the good part Like I said, you try to bring 'em life, but they want dead You won't listen, Hov is a nice guy, but don't diss him That'll piss him off quick, you won't listen [Chorus] Don't you know when you're defeated, young punk? Won't you throw, won't you throw in the towel, stop running your mouth? Don't you know that we know you're just running your mouth? 'Cause when this shit pops off you gon' run in your house Don't you know when you're defeated, young punk? Won't you throw, won't you throw in the towel? I'm better with vowels My vocabulary murders the dictionary Flow switches every sixteen, the shit mean, man [Outro] C'mon, man, c'mon, man C'mon, man Woo, c'mon, man C'mon, man Fat shout the whole Roc