Masta Ace - Me & AG lyrics

[Verse 1: Masta Ace] I'm smart as a whip, y'all slaves to the rhythm Colorful bright flows, sun rays in the prism Like a hundred days in the prison, I'm acclimated I'm in the building, y'all dudes get evacuated Mind grows while your campaign slows And champagne flows are extra dry, I'm saturated I go deep and I ain't talking about scuba diving Listen here, get a career in Uber driving You're nothing more than a sidekick, you're Super Robin Selling verses mad cheap, you're two for fiving Me and A's like merging traffic We come together and do this for nerds and black kids And they know the words of cla**ic But y'all won't give it up like virgin tactics So we stay grinding like teenage boys On teenage girls, listen up, we make noise Loud like the ball dropping in Times Square Stopping all that mall hopping, these rhymes here You can get on Black Friday, no bait and switch I'm aiming for your head like a blatant pitch And you don't wanna rush the mound KIC Beats on the beat, can't touch the sound Me and AG are endangered species And y'all cats flows is feces, f** outta here [Verse 2: AG] Me and Ace is like Run and Darryl Mac On stage my Adidas and we back to back All these culture vultures sh** is pure fiction maybe Quentin or Travolta know ya Acting like you're gangster maybe Coppola know ya Francis Ford in Nova Scotia I'm a giant and a beast, dot org, dot net Think it's time we leave? Not yet I'm like Oooh, no boss, no rules, no school Fly like the first pro tools Don Cornelius on the 6 Line to Pelham Bay Rested on the seventh day, tell em hey 6th Grade, in love with the beats Got to junior high, Kurtis Blow on repeat Dropped outta high school, n***a had to eat Never went to college, graduated from the streets Once you hear the capital A, rap it'll stay With you for a while, won't go away So I hit em with the heat, watch em spin like clothes driers Holy water, leave holes in your ghost writers Love at first sight is how I carry it I'm so underground, my Queen named Harriet New York sh**, clones ain't permitted Credit if you wrote it but respected if you live it [Verse 3: Masta Ace] I shine like the moon during prohibition I'm so efficient, eMC is the coalition A lot of lames is running up in the game Cause the sign at the door has changed It reads 'no admission' There's no pride in the free riding I know it's missing I get on tracks, sh** on cats and the flow is pissing Straight urination on these kids' dreams I'm Robert Kelly on a 16, extreme The big thing between you and yours truly I'm on the block, my system knocking, a Ford Dually You in the park with a pedal bike with a transistor Lazy don, your baby mom's is your man's sister A bad twister we touch down and destroy your town Me and AG, yeah we tore it down These boys cold, wait, no, we more than freezing That's the reason y'all tuned in, it's the Falling Season