Cross That Line

[Intro: Phonte]

Uh, them ain't the real drums

Them ain't the real drums

Uh, nigga, them ain't the real drums

We tricked you, we tricked you, we tricked you

It's Little Brother

Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder

My nigga Big Treal from the QC

That's how we doin it

We had y'all fooled on that first part, I know we did

Let's get it goin, check it out

[Verse 1: Phonte]

They never shoulda told me to rhyme on this

Get real, LB and Big Treal form unholy alliances

Solely for the purpose of rhyming it's

Recommended you keep your eye on this

Cause, I am this MC wit an iron fist

That, hammers out each style that I've invented

Hammers out each flow that I've presented

A soldier for my squad like I enlisted

HOJ still swingin the guillotine

From here to the Philippines, it's just as I intended

Muh'fuckers still say they ain't feelin me

You niggas is killin me, it's just as I envisioned

And just as I have bended my flow over this track like contortionists

I ain't even gotta drop no more bars for this

Better dodge the draft, you don't want no war with this, c'mon!

[Hook: Phonte]

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't finna let you steal my shine

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't finna let you steal my shine

[Verse 2: Big Treal]

(Big Treal!) I'm way better than these nigga heifers

Matter of fact, nearly deffer than most these rap chaps

Matter of fact, nigga special, this standard scraps

Stamped razors and a fitted, call me handicapped

Nigga gon' stroll me up? Shit

I am well above average when a fugitive stick

In other words, when it comes to fisticuffs, I ain't missed the bus

So I am quick to leave a nigga dick deep in the dust

I'm a hard act to follow, nigga can call me Sato

Cause the flow black rain, stack change like the lotto

Hold the world like Apollo till the world holler bravo

Spanish girls call me Vato, chicks call my dick Ralo

Pricks I'm the shit, swallow these pills filled with Treal

And 'Te and Pooh's rep stay huge as baby blue

You hating dudes ain't got a clue, don't be mad at me

Your rap's catastrophe from a lack of strategy

[Hook: (Phonte) Big Treal]

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't finna let you steal my shine

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't finna let you steal my shine

[Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh]

Check, you in the presence of one of the greats

Ask niggas from state to state, they say "Rapper"

I'm in the midst of your hoes chit-chatter

Glassjaw niggas get shattered; I'm not flattered

Fried-chicken niggas get battered

Then laced with a garnish too, served on a platter, HOT!

Right here if you want it or not

Got a mean 16 that came off the top

Ain't have no dough, walked off the lot

Came back next week and cop, I got some old shit

So when I go to the lab, I let my soul spit

I'm light years in front of my foes

My Chi-Town niggas be like, "Pooh, you so cold"

In H-Town, they be like "Poobie gettin throwed"

Wool parka trench draped down to the flo'

We the trillest muh'fuckers in the South, yee ain't know?!

[Hook: (Phonte) Rapper Big Pooh]

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine

(It goes, rock the party, rock-rock the party, rock)

I see you niggas tryna cross that line

(Don't stop the party, don't stop the party, rock)

But I ain't bout to let you steal my shine

[Outro: Rapper Big Pooh]

Cheah, I'mma get on some of that

Some of that, some of that little kid shit

I'ma, I'ma draw that line in the motherfuckin sand

Or that line in the dirt, wherever you at

I'mma draw that line, be like "I dare you to cross that line nigga!"

"I DARE YOU to cross that line, I DARE YOU!"

Or I'ma get on that

Put a stick on my shoulder and be like "Knock that shit off!"

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