Two Up

[Chorus: Suli4q] I'm two up, well ain't that right Well it would've back then, then you screwed up Well ain't that right You should know that we were made for this Well ain't that right The "how it going?", that the way it is Are you in the game, check, strange, check Make the competition take a rain check This, check, this, check This ain't just for the fame, check We don't roll with no lames, check This, check, this, check, this, check Ride with us or you ride against us [Verse 1: JL] All real niggas in agreement, at a certain level of achievement It get difficult for you to decipher who deviant And who only wanna be around when it's convenient It would seem to me I'm succeeding or either seein' shit Nothin' to better, to regret and nothin' to reason Lost my mind, I lost a lot to sleep, the dreams spend A lot of my time tryin' to find what to lead the scenes with Now that I'm up, when you're workin' get your collatoral up Prestige, esteem, position, my stature is up Two brackets above them breaking but distracted enough Don't give half of a fuck, were fragile when the gavel is struck By your maggot-bashin' too passionate, I'm 'bout to pull up I'm too radical, flashes of dramatic capital Cut out the lagger, never have me in black and actin' a nut Say what you said again, you 'bout to do what? Nigga I'm [Chorus: Suli4q] I'm two up, well ain't that right Well it would've back then, then you screwed up Well ain't that right You should know that we were made for this Well ain't that right The "how it going?", that the way it is Are you in the game, check, strange, check Make the competition take a rain check This, check, this, check This ain't just for the fame, check We don't roll with no lames, check This, check, this, check, this, check Ride with us or you ride against us [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I been a ripper since I begun I set out to demolish rappers, killing niggas for fun So you know that my younger nigga J is a bigger gun 50 caliber rip it outta ya wit' the flip of the tongue, we the ones We the ichiban, I make the bitches wanna hit the Don When I'm sickly I'm givin' the stiffy to ditzy blondes Even thicky bronze never do want me wit' dickies on Nigga, Pippi Longstockings was jocking the Jimmy John (Jimmy John's haha) Speaking of sandwiches I am famished, it can damage shit Jam it 'til every fan of his vanishes in banishment And I get manic with this on cannabis, no panic It's advantage is slammin' amateurs plan ya, bitch! Soo Woo's us (But), ain't nobody trippin' and tryna shoot us Wit' the Ruger, I'm not a loser I'm Michael Myers, who the fuck is Jason and Krueger Nigga [Chorus: Suli4q] I'm two up, well ain't that right Well it would've back then, then you screwed up Well ain't that right You should know that we were made for this Well ain't that right The "how it going?", that the way it is Are you in the game, check, strange, check Make the competition take a rain check This, check, this, check This ain't just for the fame, check We don't roll with no lames, check This, check, this, check, this, check Ride with us or you ride against us