BBU - The Hood lyrics

[Hook] Why you talk like that? Because I'm from the hood And that's all I heard and all I understood Man, why you talk like that? Because I'm from the hood And that's all I heard and all I understood So when I say ghost it's cuz I've gone baby And if I say toast I'm probably gone baby And if you stay close it won't be long baby I said you gonna see a change, we out here doing things [Verse 1: Illekt] They look down on me cuz the way I talk And my vocabulary probably outline 'em in chalk I'm ill grammatical, words acrobatical Toss 'em like a lateral, the damage is collateral But MC's on sabbatical, damn I'm as bad as those '89 Pistons, I'm on a higher mission, maybe if you listen You can find some things in your life that's missing We are all born under circumstances pre-existing Some with the silver spoon, others straight into a tomb Some will make it but most will be consumed By this fast-food test-tube pill-popping bottle Make it rain on princes dancing for change This sh** is strange and I'm the one they don't understand This sh**'s insane and they wonder why I talk like I do, man Just look at you, man. Just look at you [Hook] [Verse 2: Ja**on Perez] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Too many conscious rappers can't face facts (ooh I'm so deep) The drug dealers happen to make better rap But I'ma bring it back, 2011 Ras Ka** Enslave Caucasians for ten generations (oh no, not me!) Make them thank me for emancipation (yeah yeah, bow down motherf**ers!) Settle for revenge insteada reparations What the f**? Should I be patient? (vote whitey, man) Come from the place where the d** don't work I can't get merc'd, the feeling don't hurt Need a shrink just to think, a meeting not to drink (I'm so lazy) (help help!) Ten years sober, Red Bull, hung over (man) Feeling like life's over but it's really mediocre Evidently it's elementary, they want us like Barack eventually Imperialism blackface, embrace the self-hate in hopes you relate Guess what? I don't think this country is great (this s**s) [Hook] (First it was Chuch, me and Chuch got on the move Cuz I'm rotating, doing the do GLC rotating with the true playa partners BBU Associates) (Ism!) [Verse 3: GLC] Manifestation of this pimp in the nation (Ism!) I embrace the Ism, father dead on vacation (Chuch!) Grew up around the corner from some pimp situations (damn!) So when I grew up I pimped hard cuz it's in my nature (Chuch!) (damn!) Seen gangsters getting money, hoes in the power When momma went to work I made more in an hour At a time back when PE told me fight the power Seen pimps driving Caddies, thinking ha I'ma buy one (Chuch!) Sheeit, I had to figure how I would come up I hustle all night and count my paper at sunup I had a piston for a p**y that run up Haters was thirsty, streets was dry like the tundra (damn!) Received knowledge from no Farrakhan speeches (Chuch!) At the mosque but Don Juan he reached me (Ism!) So naturally I would choose to pimp b**hes That's how Chuch got on the move in my Ism Cathedral (Chuch!) [Hook] ([Video version] Everything, my Ism is in effect, n***a GLC on the motherf**ing track Epic, Epic, Epic, right here) [Verse 4: Epic] f** it, I happen to spit it this way (ok) Do it for Twista, do it for Ye Born in a movement, this sh** is insane Poor people power, don't pity my pain Pain, something requiring change Lane, half the MC's in our lane Fame, something you never attain But hope to sustain a-playing a game, main And his church on a move, do Mixing you something to groove to EPLC with a screw loose 'Bout to get in you like prune juice (oh my god) Crackers like who let these coons loose? Treat the Tea Party like Doom II I pity the fool that you screw ... Cool cool for hope and stuff Still in shows when we open up (let me get that out you) Treat rap like Green Day and rope the Dutch New to you dudes but all my n***as know I'm clutch Starving for real food, already know I'm lunch Why? Why won't you notice us? GLC and BBU, golden child, we the chosen ones Like a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, I want the knife! (let it go!) [Hook] [Outro: GLC] Man, motherf**er wanna know 'bout this motherf**ing Ism of they speak and try to embrace the concept, manifest the man*script, and profess this pimpin' proglify, know what I'm talking 'bout, the proclamation is what it is, first it was Chuch, me and Chuch got on the move, know what I'm talking 'bout? you can't beat Chuch on the move, if you ain't Chuch you gotta be church first and if you're church first you gotta be motherf**ing purse first, you gotta understand to raise your attitude, your motherf**ing latitude and your altitude, take your motherf**ing pimpin' to new heights, we pimpin' thirty thousand feet in the motherf**ing air, turn off your motherf**ing mobile devices, anything with a motherf**ing battery, till we get up there, this motherf**ing Chuch on the move, GLC doing the do, rotating with the true playa partners BBU and I am the Ism (Chuch!)