Casual - Respect Game or Expect Flames lyrics

[Verse 1: Casual] Respect game or expect flames I connect with the select, what he meant, I collect chains Manila folder, the realest soldier, the illest spiller Still a k**er, realer than villains in it for scrilla The way your boy spits you'd think he had Tourettes Came all the way from Oakland and y'all hoping I'm wet Soaking, they know it's not as dope as it get Don't get broken by the opening act, now check it out y'all Casual, J. Rawls, we make sh** to escape the fake The matrix, then spread love like Take 6 No need to try to motivate for fake chicks I play flav girl, you get the eight six We call lampin, J. Rawls, Casual Smash Rockwellington the west coast champion Now check it out [Hook] Respect game or expect flames Respect game or expect flames Respect game or expect flames Respect game or expect flames Respect game or expect flames Respect game or expect flames [Verse 2: Casual] Hatin' - it's not a part of me dawg Bomba-ra** blood clot like your arteries clogged You started me, you ought to be regarding me Your artistry's god when rocking crowds is a part of the job I get harder than the vice squad, dirtier than hoarders Placin' a drug order at the border Court order stoner thought of as more of an oracle Collect, respect, then erect mic memorials A type tutorials, too hype for your mic warriors Machete sharp music, make confetti out your albums To floor ya, boy call your lawyer Before the lord just destroy ya Soul music, hip-hop or rock, jazz, funk This is cla**ical Casual, punk [Hook] [Verse 3: Del tha Funkee h*mosapien] Me and Cas used to have science cla** together And you could tell when we come combine raps together n***a this the best chapter of the book Where we mastered every nook and cranny of the rap anatomy Black reality, black mentality Any technicality we just handle it, casually Mouths to feed so we pound the streets, like a pachyderm Make sure that our raps is heard Hieroglyphics yeah that's the first, time you heard the grandmaster's verse But now a miraculous turn of events in the present tense Got us here to prove that hip-hop grew in spite of fools That would like to choose dollar signs over rhymes that timeless You can't take it with you, don't deny it I do this sh** for Richard Pryor or Red Fox and Rudy Ray Moore You say it raw, true to the core Respect game or expect flames when the set bang [Hook]