Bars

[Intro] (All you emcees must get dissed 'Cause only real niggas gonna bump my shit) I don't give a fuck, nigga, you already know what it is (All you emcees must get dissed 'Cause only real...) Check it out, yo [Verse 1] Like O.J., let me take a stab at it Inhale like asthmatics The chiropractor Redman, I'm back at it My sawed-off by the bed, it's a craft-matic The size of a Subway sandwich, ask Jared Big foot givin' input Every rhyme like Lisa Ray, homie – fuck with it, it's a good look I'm a lieutenant, the new school respect Red Menace My society raised a winner, I set any bitch straight to restore order Lift my pimp hand up like "Why I oughta" I don't tolerate the nonsense I tell my bitch "be easy, like you straight outta Compton" South by Southwest out in Austin Tore the place down, Twitter went "Wow" Def Jam raised their eyebrow, we independent now You should've took care of the cash cow Moooove out my way, bitch, Captain Courageous Fuck you and your iPod if I ain't in your playlist Bravehearted, I'm Nas in '94 You could say I'm your favorite rapper's favorite I'm like Penny, on the floor, wasted Pump your brakes, divorce me if you can't relate I get brain when I text, I'm typin' "LOL" Chick on her knees like "SMH" Get it? Too slow, listen faster, 'cause my time's a factor You freestylin' and I ain't asked ya Weak link niggas, Red'll think bigger This flow hit your chick, she cry me a river And you Simba lyin' like you carrying around the iron Like I'm a supervisor and I'm firin' [Hook] (All you emcees must get dissed 'Cause only real niggas gonna bump my shit) Bars, okay, nigga Bars, I got 'em homie Bars, all day nigga Bars, you can count on me I'm like a cat for my life, I got nine on me You think this song done, I got another round on me Bars, okay, nigga Bars, I got 'em homie Bars, all day, nigga Bars, wait a minute (All you emcees must get dissed 'Cause only real niggas gonna bump my shit) Check it out, yo [Verse 2] Yo, I'm a '90s nigga, so of course I think my era the best Untouchable, fucker, we Eliot Ness Mitchell & Ness, it's all Jersey Hoes send me wild DM's—I feel I'm related to X I don't be up in the trap tryna write raps Just to say "I'm in the trap and made it off rap" As the world turns, I let my L burn And watch you little fish swim up in my whale urine Even gay bitches love me like The L Word And bitch niggas get a clip from a spell bird – I mean the Mossberg The same thing, my weed got a case of gangrene when it's angry I act like Scarface up in your project hallway Make sure you're all covered by Allstate Me and them Beats in your ear like Andre And what I think of y'all motherfuckers? Strange Fuck y'all, I'm addicted like a menthol I was born from the days of "Yes, yes, y'all" My boy carrying a TEC, rep call So take your bitch ass home, watch your cholesterol I don't talk a lot, I just rap a lot On this verse, I got tips from a astronaut Check the forensics, we in this I'll end this with – Red is the best in the motherfuckin' business