El-P - Flight of a G lyrics

[Verse 1] Flight of a G Started way back around 3 Rap is a door I've got keys Don't look at me When they see J-Dot they flee Released the man now he's free Man in the building, becoming an artist Rhyme with the swag so he know he the hardest (Skrt!) Writing down words when he could Skipping up school like he should (Not!) I am the ghost in the back of your mind Be careful looking behind If no one is wary of the surroundings when I'm here then n***a you might just go blind Now I walk straight through the crowd of the punks Gather his paper and throw it in trunks Ride to the studio bumpin' loud sh** Visit and piss on your grave with my kids (Eww) When I come around don't act like a friend J in front of dot I'll engrave it in your skin Rap game in the pocket like Napoleon Movin these raps so fast, slowly and Dropped the EP so the lyrics can be lyrical Oh goddammit it's a mothaf**in' miracle I will not stop even when I get rich Doc and the Dot n***a we run this b**h [Hook] Woo! Woo! Flight of the realest Woo! Woo! Okay [Verse 2] Told all you s**ers on Sleazy EP All of you listen to me I have abilities to turn facilities into a bloodbath from pounds of my spit, guaranteed Run up the j**els and get robbed I'm getting paid on the job I'll throw a f**-you-palooza and eat some more corn-on-the-cob Told me to stop but Dot chillin' on top Me and the Doc will go cook up some rhymes After we go to the bar and go dine Don't mind the age yeah patron with a lime 14 and 13 crown's: Henry the five 14 and 12 started leaving my mark Get back we'll burn you like Joan of the Arc I am the man so I bite when I bark Like in the night disappear and go dark I do it big, k**er Mike Don't even try it but still I won't bite When around friends Make an exception ‘cuz my demon's right Get these punks out of my sight R.D and I will go kiss while you mock Coming around so then go grab your Glock Legend will have it that f**ers will talk How much you bet they got nothing for- (Stop) [Hook] Woo! Woo! Flight of the realest Woo! Woo! [Interlude] It's the flight of (a real G) It's the flight of (a real G) It's the flight of (a real G) It's the flight of (a real G) (A real G) (A real G) (A real G) Let's break it down now [Verse 3] All of you f**as are sick You don't give any sh**s About everyone else need to rid The world of all these f**in' dipsh**s ‘fore they take over kids and each one of you s**ers are not even lit What are you waiting for; dinner is done Serve with a fist and a gun All of you cronies your j**els gonna run School all your a**es I'll make it seem fun Me and the Doc we the people to speak k**ing the game with one hand I don't crash All of you people just act really weak Picture my rear end don't forget my a** You're at the bottom I'm the one to laugh Cut me in two and you're not even half I am the illest of dealers to rap I am not Santa so get off my lap Nothing of average but I'm not irrelevant I am the savage there is not no questioning Go take a couple of looks at this stuff and you might just decide to go put this sh** up on the Worldstar I might just hop up in your car n***a we make it so far Thinking I'm done in rapping people this is only the first par