Muzion - Get It Right lyrics

Get it right tonight we all host the show Just broke the door, we bust and blow fo' Hold the dough, we own some mo', let's stack green And smash fiends, attack teams, f*ck up the rap scene Let's get the max salary now, those who wished to hold me down Them cats all backing me now Jealousy smiles, I know about that When I'm on top, I got it lock then on my co*k, you wanna bounce back I never found that very pleasant So if you step in my face, y'all don't know with who you messing I take yo flesh and blood kiss the Lugz on my feet Watch yo back 'cause I got love in the streets Busting slugs on the beat, dropping the rap dialogue For all the wild dogs, f*ck it, you know my style y'all Struggling we did it enough, now we hitting the cut My CD you picking and what! Off the shelves, we gotta start to sell some sh** that's harder than hell 'Cause the real rap market fell It ain't hard to tell, them rappers think they stars 'cause they park a L.E.X.U.S Cash they stash while they talk on cells So I drop sh** for all my dogs to bark and yell While D.R. once again he sparks the El Scars you well, 24 bars, you get marked, oh well! sh**'s gonna be jumping until we gone Put the beat on so we can tell you what we on Beyond, n***as who ain't got sh** to say It was hard yesterday But now we getting paid I get so pissed, my style'll explode bladders Flows shatters matter, k**ing enemies off, making my foes scatter faster Moving like runaway slave without a master, spit hot sh**, driving a rocket Putting fiber to optics, guys in my clique get fly like pilots in co*kpits Battle the fakes, gather the papes, go say your prayers like Latter Day Saints Rappers'll faint when having to... Damaging tapes and your ADAT I hate raps from fake cats that only stay fat in the waist, what! I show what a true artist is J-Bra**! You know who started this I stay ill like Groove Garden is Pardon this... from my esophagus I drop a ... with no hostages sh**'s sick like Parkinson Who shot ya, no kidding, the dough got the globe spinning Obstacle spilling, I watch the saga for a living Knocking off civilians, since I had a flock and started chilling n Now we all appealing ma**es like s** and beamers Or like sensemilia. I just score and fit in Not just for dissmissin' knockin'pause i'v had spots before your buildin' Play safe yo, i'm shakin' labels knockin ya head like Cain and Abel But this ain't no fabel rockin ya bed This game's fatal I want paps on my table, cakes and the cable i'm raisin the cradle From the crave who got beef Got roasted for approachin' me in Oka they smoke for peace But i'm not an open chief Cause now a daze I got visions like a real estate broker Can't stay sober till my sad daze are over Rap pays ya know the motto of this millenium We be spillin' beer, k**in ya peers willin' to interfere Memories of the ice storm, of five heads Puffing on a blunt still keeping our mics warm In Ziplocks ba**ment was the only place with lights ... Dramatik he freestyle half the night on the mic Impossible hum the baseline melody Jennifer and me, chilling discussing industry strategy How to build it right, keep the crew tight Maneuver with foresight and insight In other words just how to get it right Can't place the name? What a pity! Then check a biblical dictionary under "ancient holy city" Look for iron, lion, Zion, then add an M.U If you still can't find the line then go buy the debut Hey you! This Manchilde style is brand new Muzion and B-square must be the Fam-Crew And it's true, yo we stuck like crazy glue So go tell yo mama and yo papa and yo grand too sh**'s gonna be jumping until we gone Put the beat on so we can tell you what we on Beyond, n***as who ain't got sh** to say It was hard yesterday But now we getting paid sh**'s gonna be jumping until we gone Put the beat on so we can tell you what we on Beyond, n***as who ain't got sh** to say It was hard yesterday But now we getting paid