Released: September 13, 2012
Songwriter: AJ Tracey
Yo
Looney, listen, uh, look, look
Trust me, if you hold one spark
One spark might turn into two sparks
Winded, lying in the mud in the park
Or below a tree, left with the leaves and the bark
Not a light ting, I'm causing a mark
Feds start asking what's causing a lark
Tanned mixed-race but I can get dark
Ken ting, hold the hype or get glassed
Mellow MC but I can get fast
If I run deck, flip the amp and bass blast
One bang left him in a face cast
Slow MCs about to place last
Race past MCs, gotta take charge
Fake pars get parred, fam, I make bars
Cake come, stack that and I swipe cars
Didn't drive past
Look, look, yeah, I'm the hardest
Can't par this when I get started
Chicks get dashed, brehs get parted
Young artist to make 'em say rahtid
I make 'em say bumba
Chicks dem wanna get down, no rumba
No Disney, left in a slumber
Bass go boom like a 12 gauge pumper
Trust me, if you hold one bang
One bang might turn into two bangs
Winded, lying in the mud in the park
Cause he snitched on his gang
Not a cash ting, I'm going on nang
Even pigs avoid man when I go H•A•M
You can get licked if the rave's all rammed
I'm high grade, not talking 'bout RAM
Screwing me?
Is he fucking dumb?
Did he come for the beef?
He should order some veggie dim sum
M-I-C, money I come
Did you say you're scared of a hood rat?
Hold on, how about twenty hai quans?
Make God [?] fight on your ones
Looney, listen, uh, look, look
Trust me, if you hold one spark
One spark might turn into two sparks
Winded, lying in the mud in the park
Or below a tree, left with the leaves and the bark
Not a light ting, I'm causing a mark
Feds start asking what's causing a lark
Tanned mixed-race but I can get dark
Ken ting, hold the hype or get glassed
Mellow MC but I can get fast
If I run deck, flip the amp and bass blast
One bang left him in a face cast
Slow MCs about to place last
Race past MCs, gotta take charge
Fake pars get parred, fam, I make bars
Cake come, stack that and I swipe cars
Didn't drive past
Look, look, yeah, I'm the hardest
Can't par this when I get started
Chicks get dashed, brehs get parted
Young artist to make 'em say rahtid
I make 'em say bumba
Chicks dem wanna get down, no rumba
No Disney, left in a slumber
Bass go boom like a 12 gauge pumper
Trust me, if you hold one bang
One bang might turn into two bangs
Winded, lying in the mud in the park
Cause he snitched on his gang
Not a cash ting, I'm going on nang
Even pigs avoid man when I go H•A•M
You can get licked if the rave's all rammed
I'm high grade, not talking 'bout RAM
Screwing me?
Is he fucking dumb?
Did he come for the beef?
He should order some veggie dim sum
M-I-C, money I come
Did you say you're scared of a hood rat?
Hold on, how about twenty hai quans?
Make God [?] fight on your ones