A Jay - Hit Em lyrics

Hit 'em Verse 1 A.jay A. jay, El Kamo, Lets Go Some sh** blowing up my mind mayne Im a pro I'm sick standing on my grind, I lit the dro I'm home livin in my zone, I need to bone or bang bleeding chicks and hoes up in my zone Coughing up da money like I'm rolling with a genie I'm rolling up a spliff and thinking how to get the lucci They talking bout skrilla, well I'm talking bout broccolli And rap is gettin dark, man its time to make it sunny I got this game tight, sweeter than red lips The name A. Jay, the mac u ain't messing with I got the bad b**h blushing well im fly in that outfit Blessed the mike with holy water acting like John the Baptist My name up on the list, we gotta lay the facts straight Stepped my foot in this game, and competition got erased Dem boys talking crap, cruising with all those lames But I'm finkin real big, doin like Alkazane Big dummy a**, crack fool you Whooping ya bloody a**, lyk rap kung fu Slitting ya bleeding wrists lyk sucide dudes Now I feel lyk I'm king jay spitin of the hook Still cooking up the rhymes in the rap kitchen You said u real, but I still believe u all fiction When it comes to this game, im a lyrical thug So rap sick u can't heal me with a miracle drug The haters all in hell lyk I burnt dem all My name going further, I just fank u lord Got the game so bad that I took the spot Im so high, I dont know what label I'm on I got the game so bad that I took the spot Im so high, I dont know what label I'm on Chorus A.jay Lyk I hit em with the mike, hit em with the bike El Kamo Real pissed lyk I pushed them to the side Cos I punch real bad lyk I hit em with the mike Go slooooooow, when u hit em with the mike 2x Cos a punch real hard might take away his life Verse 2 El Kamo El Kamo, rise to the ranks Got a lot of shine, lyk I'm movin thru the mines k**in from the start, mayne I'm blowing up their minds With the A. Kay, tell a hater, this is no child play k**in competition, with my vision on the D-day MURDER, I could be doing this lyk all day Put me behind bars, I do it again lyk its a replay Burning stages, its the Kamoflage with A. Jay Stop trippin, message to those who wanna be me Recognize fact I'm the dope, whose gotta king me Haters strugglin, tryna make it on my team B And my flo, still given spin to CDs I got the game on another level, on trees, High The position that was unlikely, but I'm still placin fings right like I'm Henry Yeah, im on dough like a baker, I mean, I'm on stacks like a banker The topic for discussion lyk an issue for debators Still no competition lyk a camel in the deserts

Still k** the streets with cla**, didn't say it, ask mercedes Murder everybody, that be braggin with the cities Takin u bak to the days like old skul You gonna need me real bad lyk O2 Putting haters aways just like old tools When I walk out the door, u ain't got no clue Chorus A.jay Lyk I hit em with the mike, hit em with the bike El Kamo Real pissed lyk I pushed them to the side Cos I punch real bad lyk I hit em with the mike Go slooooooow, when u hit em with the mike 2x Cos a punch real hard might take away his life Verse 3 A. Jay Still on my grind, I got mouthpiece and the skrilla Still the bollaholic, bukin wild on the rilla Gettin ma groove on, grindin rilla and throwing chedda Thats why they can't chill, they all up on my bumpa Man, im crusing with my click, checking wats burbalatin I keep blowin up the chronic, getting high levitating And I'm messin up the game, haters jux keep on falling like humpty dumpty and rain, ya pain keeps escalatin Be my ICE cream man and pa** the brocolli On ya lips is a spliff, I hold it happily And now my crew goes wild, cos its lyk I'm getting bad, so I light another dro lets go like OD You need to say a long prayer, confessin all ya sins Cos you bang ripnuts and keep donating benjamins She's the next s**y fin I saw, she lyk blings Not u sweety, step aside, I luv this cars rims El kamo Yeah its me, what? GAME OVER I see other rappers all murmuring, all over Cos they see whats comin, Kamo take Over If you have a dream, DAMN it, it Over Im the undertaker, ima ima record breaker I ain't even got the clue, now who is the trader And I get u hot like I was your baker Let me spit flames, time to get cover U see, u gotta spit and first next, comes the paper See me in my crib, next its bigger I ain't even started, let me start like this We ain't playing, we praying for that castle dream wish ABRAKADABRA, is my name with a twist Punchin your heart, is my words in ya face You laggin behind, I'm the first in this race Tryna get anoda star, is one big hot chase Downwards, face north, I'm on to the next And I laugh at the rappers that be messin with best Haters even see me and they give me the respect Victory starin at me right in the face I never get puzzled, cos I'm done with this maze So if you wanna catch me later call me on this 3,2,1,0 Y'already know!!! A. JAY Yeah, u already know Its A. Jay and El Kamo Yo, shout out to my boys Ya U already Know This is jux da beginnin Sang, watch out for this EEEH Ben wat up!!!!!