Captain btyler - Fusion Dance lyrics

[Intro] Awwwwww sh**! Damn... This is dedicated to some of them haters out there You MIGHT know who you are... [Verse 1: btyler] Uh, uh! They used to call me BT, now they add the y at the end If anybody asks about 'em, I say I don't have any friends (nah, I don't know them...) But I rep the 812, December's Finest, that's the crew And chilling, and dodging haters, man, that's that sh** that I always do Peaceful motherf**er, don't want know confrontation But if you push me too far, I'ma let out my frustration We call Billy the Hulk, but you don't wanna see me angry I'm just speaking my mind, and the truth, so just frankly I'ma go hard on a beat til I show all the haters that I am not one to be f**ed with I'ma go farther than you when all is said and done and then we'll really see who is nothing These haters out here would be nowhere without me, and I can still hear that b**h pouting Sooo, go and act like you know one real damn thing about me B-b-b-b-b*tch, this is confessional! Not so hypothetical Cuz all of your hypocrisy, that sh** should be criminal! Best believe that you got lucky quick, but all that time I spent Is equivalent, to all the amount of f**s that I shouldn't give! But my reward will be tenfold, for all the effort that I gave And my biggest regret may be the life I tried to save A few many times. But she ain't never seen a grave I guess that's what I get for forgetting when I forgave, but hey! I am the Captain for a few different reasons I run December's Finest, and I keep out the heathens Who trying hard to find us, and distract from resolution 'cuz they thinking that hating on the Finest is the solution To hitting the fast track to success, by jumping conclusions Like a hater getting successful is more than an illusion? (no) In your f**ed-up mind, we all deserve this persecution But in reality, the only thing you do is spit pollution Sooo, I hate to interrupt you, excuse my rude intrusion But don't get this sh** twisted, b**hes, there shouldn't be any confusion, but The second your poppin your mouth off about me in a mental institution I'ma go harder on you, than if me and my crew, all did a ma**ive dance of fusion, ah! This ain't retaliation, I'm not talking 'bout execution But all the hating you're doing is nothing but a contribution To the expansion of the crew and our spiritual evolution! Man, I'm going too hard in the paint, I need a substitution! Uhhh, maybe not 'cuz bty is the one you're choosin' Gimme two more years, and try to show me who is losin' Might go lazy for a line and spin that b**h like her name was Susan And then they question me about these instrumentals I'm abusin' Like, DAAAMN! (daaamn, damn n***a) Damn, where'd you get that beat, homie? LoudBoy! (yup) btyler! (yup) Dozydose! (yup) December's Finest! (You know who it is!) IGH (IGH)