It's All Good

(Hey)

(It's all good)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

Now this ain't the name calling game

See, I can refrain from using names to get fame

Since I'm known to create the kinds of beats that make your rump shake

Records are great, but now let's set the record straight

(They thought you was a sellout)

I'm sellin' out tours 'cause sellin' CDs, I'm the one MB

You wanna beat the G, I beat you like hizzos

In the backseat of my Caddy you'll be callin' me Hammer Daddy

I'll work you like a slave

Misbehavin' you were gonna

Pay tax on one of my brothers' souls

Hit the street, caught up in your deuce

And I refuse to forget that alright you talked tough

But face to face was a just a trick, bro

They put me in the mix, too legit to quit

I came wit' a long list of it

And in the future you'll find me on the billboard

Or on the floor of the sign receiving music awards

And it's all good

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh)

It's all good

The talk you been talkin'

To talk that talk

You gotta walk that walk

Oh, the Hammer man's talkin'

So enter the dragon

And once you burned up

Those caught in dissin' my bandwagon

Suckers, read Billboard and weep

You're in a hot seat, when I start talkin' to ya

And when I see ya, the styles you wrote man

A mean left hook took ya out, and it came from Oakland

Check it, you punks don't know me

A true OG, yo, I was runnin' the whole scene

You started talking that mess but I'm callin' your bluff trick

I thought you knew and boy you still can't touch this

It's better than the average bro

I'm not the average Joe with the average flow

Yo, I can still do things that you wish you could

You're talkin' all that lip, but I don't even trip

'Cause it's all good

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh)

I'm fed up, so now I gotta set 'em up

Knock 'em to the ground and never ever let 'em up

But like a trick he might kick I'll be prepared to red 'em up

However, if you wanna slang 'em, then we can get 'em up

Black sheep, you're weak, you're meek, you're tryin' to grow feet

Dres I make ya look head but first, I'mma get your teeth

Talkin' about my mama's where I draw the line Redman

Dancin' with the corners of yo dome I'mma blow your mind, so!

Since I'm not the run of the mill

I feel the need to say you wanna be, you gotta be real

'Cause if ya ever come my way like I used to say

Homeboy you better pray just to make it today

I know what it is

The ratta tat piece of corny rhymes you keep sayin' we don't find worth playin'

I don't feel like I'm a gangsta so you claim that I'm a sellout

When we meet up on the street, then we'll see who bail out

And it's all good

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(Hey)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(It's all good)

Y'all ready for this?

(Uh huh, it's all good)

(It's all good)