[Intro: Tech N9ne and Travis O’Guin]
Yo
Trav
What's up, man?
Hey, you got a Skatterman number or Snug Brim number?
Oh man, nah, man, they change they numbers like every other day
Man, today's the first day in the studio, man, they ain't down here
They gotta get back in the studio, [?]
[?]
Niggas can't tell me I know what the fuck I be doin'
Skatterman and Snug Brim, nigga
We gon' tell you bitch-ass niggas like we tell our kids when we driving, nigga
You know what we tell them?
Sit back
[Verse 1: Snug Brim]
Fuck, you left us for dead but y'all, we bounced back
They took me down for [?] ounce pack
You're talkin' greazy, you don't know nothin' about that
Well here's a tip for you niggas runnin' your mouth [?]
The reason I'm signed, 'cause I got lines
Fresh off the stage or the tour bus, I got mine
You never catch me on no ho shit, I gots mine
What you thinkin' they call me gunsmoke, I got nine
You niggas talk a lot, but can't do nothing with it
Look at the SoundScan numbers, go and add them digits
And we ain't dropped in three years, the haters weeded out
Right on the left side of the nigga that you read about
[Chorus: Snug Brim & Krizz Kaliko]
Talkin' 'bout but really ain't saying nothing, we got
Get back, get back, get back
You're hoes bogus man, better keep your focus man
Get back, get, get-get, get
We are the stepping stone, they keep [?]
Get back, get back, get back
Nigga we run the Earth, representin' the turf
Get back, get, get-get, get
[Verse 2: Skatterman]
I wanted this life, and so it came to me
You other niggas was good, but I was fresh out the hood, so it was plain to me
Something like a game to me
You buy low, sell high, use the fire and fly, so it's the same to me
But I'm bigger than dope, nigga, I'm past that
I'll be investing my privates off in the NASDAQ
You spell that with a Q, I'm still repping for Q
Petty niggas like you be selling half packs
I get turn in the snow just like a light switch
I'll have my nigga [?] dig in you with the icepick
A living legend on the streets, I'm pushing white, bitch
It ain't no problem my cases, 'cause I'm flight rich
[Chorus: Snug Brim & Krizz Kaliko]
Talkin' 'bout but really ain't saying nothing, we got
Get back, get back, get back
You're hoes bogus man, better keep your focus man
Get back, get, get-get, get
We are the stepping stone, they keep [?]
Get back, get back, get back
Nigga we run the Earth, representin' the turf
Get back, get, get-get, get
[Verse 3: Snug Brim]
I flew the city tellin' niggas and bitches that I
Fuck with the label and I ain't got no figures but you
Wanna switch positions, just can't
Handle my system, now you
Mad, 'cause we travel the glove fuckin with French, man
Ain't that a bitch [?], just seen us last week
Tearin' up my ear, [?] askin' me
[Verse 4: Skatterman]
Will I listen to your demo? Do I like your flow?
Wanna rap about a nigga 'cause he told you no?
You 80s babies and baby boomers talk sideways
We move like 26,000 units in five days
You gotta put your work in before you have rank
Stay in your place young life or get your ass spanked
[Chorus: Snug Brim & Krizz Kaliko]
Talkin' 'bout but really ain't saying nothing, we got
Get back, get back, get back
You're hoes bogus man, better keep your focus man
Get back, get, get-get, get
We are the stepping stone, they keep [?]
Get back, get back, get back
Nigga we run the Earth, representin' the turf
Get back, get, get-get, get
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