Against The Grain

Watch out for your friends

Aiyo, aiyo, you you you got that thing for me, huh?

You thought I was layin it? no no I ain't layin it, I'm takin it

You don't understand? you confused?

How bout if I stuck your fuckin head thru that window

That would unconfuse you right?

Thought I was layin it, give me the fuckin money, come on

I'm blamin lame ass rappers frontin for famin

I should open up a casino for all the games you playin

I'm sayin, everyday in a different namin

Plus they homos now, big black niggas flamin

We stressin, that you don't be stressin us

And if you gs and gs then don't be b-s'n us

Just be b-s'n logicly, not like that we be guessin

Because the truth need no modesty

Cristal to spring water, bacardi whatever

What it is is what it is, we can party together

You know how the game goes when your name grows

But still love is love, fuckin the same hoes

Against the grain goes the souped-up rapper, he spittin venom

So now we gotta get wit him

And do the ten thing, frightenin, while his mens cling

Then watch blood extract out his ass like ginseng

It all ends with all of his mens hit

And now our future friendship, strictly forensic

But that's the life we livin, drivin, that's how we driven

Strivin, you must be robbin, cos I ain't giving, shoot ya guns

Now when we bless this, with precise shit

That we suffice with, we keep your mentals lit

Now when we bless this.......

Watch out...

I see ya overly concernin, ya insides burnin

Mad at the fact sauce is earnin, with more niggas than mark furman

Ya never learnin learnin, never been so determined

Not to be concerned with ya sermon, wheels of fortune still turnin

Still street caviar remains untouched

For sauce money cheeseburger deluxe

Screamin what's the croc's fienin, dough we rake off

While you hailin for cabs we, taxi for take-off

Fake crews and units is dubbin

Get ya whole clan wiped out, no scrubbin

For the description given, chapstick flappin

Pistol-whippin nigga rappin, sell arms to keep em clappin

Gungho chicks squeeze for me, crazy g's for me

To see cheese come easily for me

In the same arenas, ain't gotta state his name, you seen us

Few bundles of dope never came between us

Sippin on bay breeze's, now we higher than venus

Comparin thumbs, tryin to see who's the greenest

High strung, no relief pitcher off my tounge

Ace of the staff, sauce back-to-back cy young

Now when we bless this, with precise shit

That we suffice with, we keep your mentals lit

*repeat x3*

In the club lit, listen to all my niggas hit

Bitches love me for this disrespectful shit

Fuck em, the only thing I'm with is large amounts, clear

Money the only thing that counts here

By any means like malcolm

X marks the spot, you know the outcome

Income, never outdone

Rap star, hit the stage dipped in tar

Other crews muerto, can't fuck with this concierto

Too fecicous so I drop new releases til your crew deceases

Screw your pieces, fuck your thesis

Fuck your speeches and fuck your beef

Cos when my crew aim, do more than brush your teeth

It'll split your shit, when it hit your shit

If you don't want your shit hit, don't forget your shit

We don't spar, we aimin all niggas to allah

When it's spent and to the nazarine if ya 85 percent

Do what I gotta, straight shot of jack

Amareddo colada for my bitch in the back

Never bluffin, never rap for nothin

Rap flow, don't love it, sincerely yours, sauce motherfuck it