[Intro: Ghostface Killah sample]
I'm like the boogeyman, I'll get ya
(Statik Selektah)
I'll get, I'll..
I'm like the boogeyman, I'll get ya
(yeah)
I'll get ya (Yeah)
I'll get
[Verse 1: Lukah]
Nigga you should check yourself before I wreck your shit
Killer rhymes I depict come see the massacres I commit
And the pain I inflict, unfuckwithable I must admit
My lines are equipped, that's what happens when the blunts to my lips
Only Gods can decrypt and the hustlers out there taking the risk
From the womb to thе crib, be the brother you can nеver outwit
See my words transmit true power, I can show 'em true grit
Still fully equipped with tools like a thug nigga kit
Yeah, this, that African medallion, gold dookie rope style
And fly profiling, paid in full money steady pilling
Real and uncut undying pure dope I'm supplying
Type of rhyming, Mr. Rip shit from here to Long Island
Body smiling where I'm from the Freedom Tree was still climbing
Redefining fuck the pigs, all the laws we defying
Every sister is a diamond, every niggas is an orion
I'm the proof I go and tell 'em you really seen a nigga flying
[Chorus]
This is smoke, yeah niggas
I'm the rawest with the shit nigga
They don't want no smoke
Niggas can't fuck with niggas bro
When I come I come equipped nigga, they don't want smoke nigga
What's up I ain't legit nigga, he don't want smoke. Smoke. What up?
Yeah I'm here
[Verse 2: Lukah]
This here right farcical, I bring life to death with my rhythmic article
System is carceral, fuck your lies I've never been marginal
Salute, I'm Cardinal, I don't fuck around with the carnivals
Skills are monarchical, let me warn you, this shit's intolerable
Creep 'til you're dormant so know my temper is quite volatile
So when I'm causing [volumes fool/volubles??], stick my fingers up to the constables
Straight out to the gun you got trapped, chewed and swallowed you
I'm dying niggas nominal too, this ain't apocryphal
You niggas ain't doing diddly, literally they're a little Lukah's liturgy
Lick a shot light 'em up light niggedy
Live literacy lyrically, ain't no way they can limit me
Deliberately proven I'm leader displaying liberty
Word fly jogging with strictly 300 Spartans
I ain't here for no bargains, hip-hop history is what I'm carving
Be sure that you hearken, I am the light when sheer darkness
Still the Memphis marksmen, fuck your iron, I've been sharp
[Chorus]
And this is smoke, smoke, big Memphis nigga
I'm the rawest with the shit nigga
They don't want smoke, smoke dirty south foul mouth
When I come, I come equipped, nigga, they don't want smoke
Niggas don't want smoke on this device I ain't shit, nigga, he don't want smoke
Niggas that came with me I brought Memphis to this bitch I know they don't want smoke, smoke
"I'm like the boogeyman, I'll get ya"
[Outro:]
This is a very tense place
People don't seem to realize this
And when we
And when we tell this to the fine city fathers, all they can answer with 4000 troops and National Guardsmen and giving the cops more equipment
Will they become more agreeable the more you burn?
If they don't, I can't see much hope for the city of Memphis
