CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Check It Out
Humming
Yo
So we in for a fright and you better catch a rude awakening
If my crew catch you slipping, you know we 'bout to end it on sight
No beef like vegetarian, we squash it out
Go meet the council, this our seventh time tryna talk it out
Taking lessons just to learn what I'm about
I slap you in circles til you spitting foam out the mouth
Don't ask for entry I just walk in the house
Or I, turn to Charles Wallace when I kick in the door
And then we kicking em out, JAY, Shadow, we the sickest around
I ain't tricking but I'm flipping about
This is foul, fire whipping when I'm spitting these vowels
With ya gal, if we ain't talking then my-
Oi
I'm on the prowl for a hunnid thou'
This the side of me I found and I love it now
And screw any dog asking me to dumb it down
Attacks dealing big crit's, I poke em on, we live from the underground
Newest rookie off the bench, I'm itching to score
Pick n pile, stop and drop off your balance, you hit the floor
Ducking ammunition as I enter the nation
Y'all couldn't take the fire so y'all ran to the station
Going through my phases, like faces of the moon
Got two hands in the sky like the clock's hit noon
But no, took nine and six, pointed at you
Stop this isn't like a sneeze know I'm coming at you
The, meanest demeanour, I beat the beat up, heat like fajitas
Speed like a Cheetah, spit with iron mics, I'll bite your ear
Fighting my fear, asked "Who the best?" and decided we are
Your whole career doesn't amount to mine in a year
But still I rock on on a hip-hop song
Spewing them dope fumes out, shouts my bro Chron'
The shogun who don't show guns but smoke sons
I'm, kicking goals on the net, the score's 0-1
Humming
Uh, sus it
Fetti Brock that’s FB
Ain’t no Mark, I put your face in the book
Been producing pure art like Dilla to SV
If you don’t watch your place it get took, looking out you’d best be
Can’t cage a beast, I came to decimate the scene
F ba** and weed but best believe I’m chasing green
Emotions stay increased but I’m known to break the beat
Actions over words, I do the most to say the least
Machine gun rap for all my n***as in the back
Stadium-packed, tired of listening to repet**ive wack a**
You know it bleeds deeper than that
Now they smoking, thinking it cleans up inside the cardiac
In the future predicated, pointing at filled driveways
Pushing 80 down the highway
Interstate racing til we south of the border
Before that, gotta fight the union, they tryna keep the money in order
Never thought that it would be like this
From the west but was raised on this eastside ish
Worked my craft to perfection to ease my itch
Brothers with the A team, ain’t even three by six
My threes eyes glitched to be my elite finders
And if you wanna be mindless eat my d**k
Too many cats wanna be like Fritz
Aye, Shadow, destroy the beat so we can leave a peace sign b*t*h
Listen, I've been flipping all my cash and counting stacks
You counting nickels hoping that it'll pay for your tracks
Seeing cracks in the metal, try not to swerve and crash
Liable for the damage, know I'm earning that
Sending facts to the mental, that's like a snapple cap
Flipping cards you attack, get ran into a trap
Control the board with a hat, one who needs a snap
But with a snap of my fingers y'all gonna run this back
Finger snap
Yo
So we in for a fright and you better catch a rude awakening
If my crew catch you slipping, you know we 'bout to end it on sight
No beef like vegetarian, we squash it out
Go meet the council, this our seventh time tryna talk it out
Taking lessons just to learn what I'm about
I slap you in circles til you spitting foam out the mouth
Don't ask for entry I just walk in the house
Or I, turn to Charles Wallace when I kick in the door
And then we kicking em out, JAY, Shadow, we the sickest around
I ain't tricking but I'm flipping about
This is foul, fire whipping when I'm spitting these vowels
With ya gal, if we ain't talking then my-
Oi
I'm on the prowl for a hunnid thou'
This the side of me I found and I love it now
And screw any dog asking me to dumb it down
Attacks dealing big crit's, I poke em on, we live from the underground
Newest rookie off the bench, I'm itching to score
Pick n pile, stop and drop off your balance, you hit the floor
Ducking ammunition as I enter the nation
Y'all couldn't take the fire so y'all ran to the station
Going through my phases, like faces of the moon
Got two hands in the sky like the clock's hit noon
But no, took nine and six, pointed at you
Stop this isn't like a sneeze know I'm coming at you
The, meanest demeanour, I beat the beat up, heat like fajitas
Speed like a Cheetah, spit with iron mics, I'll bite your ear
Fighting my fear, asked "Who the best?" and decided we are
Your whole career doesn't amount to mine in a year
But still I rock on on a hip-hop song
Spewing them dope fumes out, shouts my bro Chron'
The shogun who don't show guns but smoke sons
I'm, kicking goals on the net, the score's 0-1
Humming
Uh, sus it
Fetti Brock that’s FB
Ain’t no Mark, I put your face in the book
Been producing pure art like Dilla to SV
If you don’t watch your place it get took, looking out you’d best be
Can’t cage a beast, I came to decimate the scene
F ba** and weed but best believe I’m chasing green
Emotions stay increased but I’m known to break the beat
Actions over words, I do the most to say the least
Machine gun rap for all my n***as in the back
Stadium-packed, tired of listening to repet**ive wack a**
You know it bleeds deeper than that
Now they smoking, thinking it cleans up inside the cardiac
In the future predicated, pointing at filled driveways
Pushing 80 down the highway
Interstate racing til we south of the border
Before that, gotta fight the union, they tryna keep the money in order
Never thought that it would be like this
From the west but was raised on this eastside ish
Worked my craft to perfection to ease my itch
Brothers with the A team, ain’t even three by six
My threes eyes glitched to be my elite finders
And if you wanna be mindless eat my d**k
Too many cats wanna be like Fritz
Aye, Shadow, destroy the beat so we can leave a peace sign b*t*h
Listen, I've been flipping all my cash and counting stacks
You counting nickels hoping that it'll pay for your tracks
Seeing cracks in the metal, try not to swerve and crash
Liable for the damage, know I'm earning that
Sending facts to the mental, that's like a snapple cap
Flipping cards you attack, get ran into a trap
Control the board with a hat, one who needs a snap
But with a snap of my fingers y'all gonna run this back
Finger snap
