Speed Racin'

[Intro: Phonte]

Skyzoo

Little Brother

Chaundon

9th Wonder y'all

[Verse 1: Skyzoo]

I've been an originator, if my name's on it, I'm the creator

So on a day to day, I'm duckin from perpetrators

Haters talk a lotta nonsense, this, that and the third

But when Sky get to stompin, they sit back on they words

Homie I ain't deep with that bullshit

You bite my style, you blocked down on some Paid In Full shit

I dry it up quick, I don't play with my music

If you don't got the heart of the talent then you shouldn't do this

Everybody wanna shine, everybody spit bars

Everybody got rhymes and everybody click hard

But the truth is, none of your vehicles is ruthless

And havin an imaginary burner can't do shit

But I do what I do, move how I move

My life's like a lost video for 2 Live Crew

Still got the hood on smash

So when I look over my shoulders, New York is lookin right back

[Hook: Skyzoo]

Slow down the speed racin’, dudes keep hatin

But the minute we gone, we become they favourite

Everybody tough, everybody talk flagrant

But when the chips is down, nobody wanna say shit

Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down (Slow... for y'all)

Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down (Slow... for y'all)

Speed racin, dudes keep hatin

But the minute we gone, we become they favourite

Slow it down

[Verse 2: Phonte]

Uh, Phontigga still sick with the homonyms

I say what up to your mans and your moms and 'nem

A lotta niggas wanna take my place

Deep down, get the fuck out my space like Tom and 'nem

I'm up in Chopp Shopp wondering

How the game got fucked up, sat back and assessed it

Niggas really think that if they ain't been arrested

Shot or locked up, we ain't interested

That ain't all true, and that ain't all you

And if it ain't, ain't no need to lie about it

Just cause a nigga got the skills to sell dope

Don't mean he got the same skills to rap about it

I came to rep the true article

Makin' every word, every verse spill like it was a part of you

I never rhyme about no robbin or thievin

And still got you niggas bobbin and weavin like barber school

So fuck haters, and the naysayers

On the low, niggas is probably eighth graders

Cats that won't play us, ‘cause they play favourites

In the long term, on my own terms I'll make it

[Hook: Skyzoo]

Slow down the speed racin’, dudes keep hatin

But the minute we gone, we become they favourite

Everybody tough, everybody talk flagrant

But when the chips is down, nobody wanna say shit

Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down (Slow... for y'all)

Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down (Slow... for y'all)

Speed racin, dudes keep hatin

But the minute we gone, we become they favourite

Slow it down

[Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh]

Yo, the illest there is, the realest you know

9th Wonder on the drums, an impeccable flow

Toe for toe, the only heavy spitters you know

Say I'm in it for the money, but I came with doe

That's for sho', niggas do thangs for show

Buy shit they don't need, six months they po'

Out the do', record movin out the sto'

But they car repo'd, house resold

Momma said everything that glitters ain't gold

Truth be told, I got what you need right now

Pound for pound, we can go round for round

But you lookin at the best up from the underground, dig it!

[Verse 4: Chaundon]

I got the roof on fire and the city under siege

Name one rapper fuckin with me, bitch please

That's word, niggas is wack

If you was rhymin in the mirror, your reflection won't be mouthin' it back

Lyrically, I can't stand y'all niggas

I'ma start T-Painin' y'all career, turnin Rappas into Sangas

And I know some of y'all are like "Who the fuck is he?"

Or “He confident, I know he ain't talkin to me"

Slow it down, niggas too quick to run their mouths

Get Down with the King, this is Chaundon's House

Big Dho's on the couch drinkin' ginger ale and vodka

Bet my publishing, he can outshine your roster

Lords of the Underground, we some Chief Rockas

This is the A-Team, I'm B. A. Baracus

This is that crack, this is that coke

Said a few drug references, now they say I'm dope

[Hook: Skyzoo]

Slow down the speed racin’, dudes keep hatin

But the minute we gone, we become they favourite

Everybody tough, everybody talk flagrant

But when the chips is down, nobody wanna say shit

Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down (Slow... for y'all)

Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down (Slow... for y'all)

Speed racin, dudes keep hatin

But the minute we gone, we become they favourite

Slow it down