Jimmy Wiz - Return Of The New Old School lyrics

[Verse: JimmyWiz] Man! Ima snuff you so flawless, Yall f**in with a God and his Boss b**h She tryna get the Guap till we forbes list My n***as is all rich Finnah build an empire like ross did We 20 up, figure out the Dream like we all did Straight bathin ape From J-Sec to New Orleans My Team steady grindin What the f** is with all This You heard the Odd hours, Bangs out till fog whip You talk type funny, But my n***a done called it Beside Doc, yall could check it out from a phly Spot Why watch? Seem to be bout it! Don't try pop Yall gon f** around with the tools, you gon Die OG And that ain disrespect, that's survival in my block Birch City Chronicles ain nothin but wise co*ks I don't f** haters, thats the reason i try not Keep a safe distance, or em things is gon fly pah Just mind the short temper I'm willin to Die Doc Cause Switch blade Dick slay Which Bae? Man I'm on my Shiznae That aint even kids play my n***as, I spit rays, of Fire That get hazed proprietor slick blaze I'm tired of this they I'm wiring clips sprayed These is straight fire, My heaters clean up your rib cage f** em all!!! I can deal numbers im boss Gunners ima call, drummers, and the summers ima frost Dumb and Dumber floss Then i Gun the Gunners ima call That runner yol, mess with us and keep at it at a summer salt Thats a loose end dealt with, Like tyin the knot Ima choose friends, to hell with a braai at my spot I don't ask funny Questions like, you dyin or Not You keeps One hunnid My n***a keep supplyin the Shop Basic math! Street rules to keep your mouth shut Burn your house up, Run it out, and get your spouse cut 2020 vision, thats sniper, split a mouse up Figure what he do to your fam, if you gon doubt us We gon pull up in the VTR, singin How high! (HOW HIGH?) You rappers now Try.. My City be boppin be heads, Diggidy Das EFX be Rockin rockin this Priddy Monotonous, Griddy be hot, But ain stopin this Bars is hella crazy with the n**idy n***as i'm sparkin with Never gon stop!! I won't stop with Nick Minaj in this So Shouts to my n***a Cochlear, Ain gon drop a beer Then i f** sh** up, the Musketeer Ima stay flexin till my n***a Pop and clear Murder case or Cases, Whatever cost a beer I keeps one hunned and buy stock, Bet when your eyes pop I get you all deaded like Cyclops Turn the twenty vision with eye drops Figured but why not, The same sh** appears in my blind spot Ima Drop a Jam Like Osama dama land Thats Obama fam, Or whatever rhymes karma plans Your your vagina stand, Creepin up on ay' Rihanna fan I don't die for man, I been Godly on recliner scams Ayo Kin Folk, word to the Pyrex You can't rhyme, Can't survive on a live wax Besides that I could f** around and decide that A right match for Jimmy is Gorillas and Nine cats Man who hotter than JimmyWiz Who can Rock on any beat and just k** it like JimmyWiz Who gon drop a 32 and just shock up a JimmyWiz You? You? Can't f** wid JimmyWiz? Get my Harry Potter, Exbeliomus! Strike thrice and slice, Your neck, belly armpit Man i been waitin for this here Shouts to my n***a Star, coz this is my year [Hook] Who hotter than... (JimmyWiz) Who iller than... (JimmyWiz) Who can f**en kick a flow thats just sicker than... (JimmyWiz) Who can hop on any beat and jus murk it like... (JimmyWiz) Me? Me? Yes I'm JimmyWiz!!! [Hook] Who hotter than... (JimmyWiz) Who iller than... (JimmyWiz) Who can f**en kick a flow thats just sicker than... (JimmyWiz) Who can hop on any beat and jus murk it like... (JimmyWiz) Me? Me? Yes I'm JimmyWiz!!!