Little Brother - Tension lyrics

[Phonte - Intro] And we do it like this, y'all All day, everytime don't miss y'all It's Little Brother, Phonte don't quit y'all It's Big Pooh, 9th Wonder on the sh** y'all (LB, baby) It's like this, it's like that, keep it goin on (you know we back) It's like this, it's like that, keep it goin on (...tension on y'all n***as) (f'real) What you think this sh** is, man? [Rapper Big Pooh] I'm ready to fight, every last hatin-a**, fakin-a** Blantant-a** stoytellin p**y magellan (NO!!!) You ain't know, I came ready to scrap I'm a chill-a** n***a 'til you push me black (aight?)(OHH!!!) Yeah, that's my n***a there, he got my back We ride that b**h until the wheels fall off, and the rims gon crack A-matter of fact, we back on attack Tay and Pooh rock mics, n**y-9th on the track The League is here, please beware We were hungry for a while muh'f**ers, we gon eat this year (YEAH!!!) I'm ready to do it, I'm ready for whatever No matter the weather - rain, sleet, snow, hail, or sunshine And I'mma get mine, and I'm get right I don't care what you crab critics write Despite the fact LB still fat to d**h The last ones left STAY holdin your breath, n***a! [Hook 1 - 2X] Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw Never seen, never heard, never did before I'm feelin tension in the air, yo But I ain't goin nowhere, we right muh'f**in here, yo [Phonte] Check it out, yo Phonte the rap patter familias Man of constant sorrow that's in the booth k**in you n***as with A highly flammable style that's burnin your villages And got everybody runnin cause they see just how real it is Cause that's what it takes to get through And all of you f*ggotty n***as who fronted, no we won't forget you Who tried to f** around with our sound credentials But now, when we come around, you sound pre-minstrel I'll bring it to you live when it's time to But I got bigger things on my mind and I know we gon shine thru You creepin and I know where to find you I copped the 12-inch, how you let your instrumental out-rhyme you, n***a? My whole team come through like the task force Makin n***as sit down is all we can stand for You fake fifteen-and-a-half-bar rap stars Take ya caps off, LB bout to blast off, what? [Hook 2] Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw Never seen, never heard, never did before I'm feelin tension in the air, yo But we ain't goin nowhere, we right muh'f**in here, yo Yo, without a doubt, tun it out, give it to you raw Never seen, never heard, never did before I'm feelin tension in the air, yo But we ain't runnin nowhere, we right muh'f**in here, yo [Rapper Big Pooh] Aiyyo, I'm Gon Git You s**a, every hero needs Some theme music, and this is mine You feelin danger, then press rewind I press and Clydesdale wack MCs', God rich with the rhyme [Phonte] Let's hit the pedal yo and let's burn out I see the b**h in some of y'all heels and ya press-perm out (okay) I'm hungry like the Wolf of London for a fresh turn-out That goes out, to each and every last ONE of y'all f*g-n***as Been tryin to get on for years, now you mad wit us Wanna-be MCs', but better off ad-libbers (uh){both} I jab n***as... [Rapper Big Pooh] ...who claim they rode with mad k**as I got your album, every joint sound like bad fillers We constantly spinnin, like a set of perrellis We retro-fitted like a chick rockin jellies (uh) It's all from the soul to my belly You better pick up your celly and let the world know Big Pooh is BACK (n***a, OH!) [Hook 1 + 1/2 Hook 2 w/ ad-lbis] We doin this for y'all yo... And that's wa**up